**DAMIEN**

“Umm, why am I staring at your family's vacation invitation card?” Craig intoned with a puckered brow, the card pinched in between his thumb and forefinger.

Without even waiting for my answer, he gasped loudly, his hand flying to cover his mouth. “Oh, no, you didn't!”

I blinked, my brows drawing together in the middle as I wondered what he was going on about.

I didn't have to wait for long though.

He pressed a finger to his lips and then pointed at me. “Don't tell me you called here just to gloat over this because you know there's no way I'm leaving my pregnant wife alone just to...