Bailey POV
"I still can't believe you kept this from me!" Talia exclaims for the third time as we browse through a boutique rack of maternity clothes.
She holds up a flowy dress against me, studying it before shaking her head and returning it to the rack.
"I told you, I was overwhelmed," I say, running my fingers over a soft cashmere sweater. "Everything was happening so fast.
I barely had time to process the pregnancy myself, let alone tell anyone." I replied yet again.
"I'm not just anyone," Talia protests, pulling out another dress.
"I'm your best friend. Your partner in crime. Your accomplice in taking down evil hockey players." She says, glaring at me.
Looking at her betrayed expression, I laugh.
She is right. She is my best friend, my only best friend and everything else she
