Reese
"Trina and Josh seem nice," I tell Knox over dinner later that evening.
Knox lifts his wine glass in my direction. "Here's hoping he gets her pregnant while they're here."
I frown at his lewd comment, but his expression is one of genuine hope for the other couple, so I don’t say anything.
“Speaking of children…” he reaches across the table and covers …
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