“He’s the main guy in this one and he’s so cute—”
“Socute,” Sarah agrees.
“And he figures out he can time-travel by going into a closet and then he meetsThe Notebookgirl and—what’s her name, Sarah?”
“Rachel McAdams. She’s so cute.”
“Socute. So, anyway, I won’t spoil it for you, in case you ever wanna watch it but it’ssogood.” Kat lets out a long, swooning sigh.
Sarah mimics Kat’s swooning sigh. “So good,” she agrees.
Jonas and I exchange a look. Honestly, I don’t know what the fuck either of these two women have said for the past three minutes—I pretty much tuned out after Kat said the wordsThe Notebook—but, damn, both of these girls are fucking adorable.
Clearly, Jonas agrees with my assessment because he’s begun nuzzling Sarah’s neck and whispering to her.
Sarah makes a sound of sheer happiness. “Oh, how I love you, hubster,” she breathes.
“Oh, how I love you,Mrs. Faraday,” Jonas replies.
Sarah runs her hand through Jonas’ hair. “I’ll never forget the look on your face when you saw Mariela today. You were beautiful, love.”
“Thank you for arranging that for me. I’ll never forget it.”
“Yeah, thank you, Sarah Cruz,” I say. “I’ll never forget today as long as I live. It was amazing.”
“It was my pleasure. It warmed my heart to see the Faraday boys looking so happy.”
“Mariela had quite a house, didn’t she?” Kat says. “I’d say Mariela’s livin’ large in the ol’ Vee-Zee, baby.”
“Half a million bucks goes a really long way here,” Jonas says, referring to the finder’s fee money we secured for Mariela (along with equal shares for Sarah’s mom, Jonas’ friend Georgia, and Miss Westbrook).
Sarah whispers something into Jonas’ ear and he kisses her tenderly.
I look away from them and I’m met with Kat’s intense gaze.Oh. I know that look—it means my unicorn’s feeling frisky.
Kat runs her fingertip over my bottom lip. “Are you all done with your work, honey pot pie?” she whispers.
I chuckle. “Someone’s been hanging out with Sarah Weirdo Cruz today.”
Kat giggles. “Yeah, that was extremely Sarah-Cruz-ish, wasn’t it?”
“Yes, it was. And, yes, I’m all done with my work.” I stick out my tongue and lick the tip of Kat’s finger. “I’m all yours for the rest of the night, hot momma.”
Kat presses her forehead against mine. “Mike Wazowski,” she whispers.
I grin.
Kat presses her lips against my ear and whispers softly, “I’m so frickin’ horny, I’m gonna blow.”
“God, I love pregnancy hormones,” I whisper back.
Kat smiles.
Out of nowhere, Jonas makes a kind of growling noise and abruptly stands with Sarah in his arms, lifting her like a rag doll. “Good night, guys,” he says. “It seems Mrs. Faraday and I have a date with a Venezuelan mattress. Come on, wife.” Without waiting for our reply, Jonas barrels away like the gorilla he is, happily carrying his love-monkey-bride in his protective arms.
“Good night, guys!” Sarah calls to us, just before their bedroom door closes with an emphatic thud.
“Those two are so freaking cute,” Kat says.
