“No, you are,” she retorted. “Just talking about something like that is absolutely repulsive.”
“Stop it, Cass,” Georgia whispered beside me through gritted teeth.
Fluff this woman.
“What offended you so much while you were listening to our conversation? The idea of breastfeeding or just boobs in general?” I asked, and she scoffed. “Is it boobs that offend you that much?” I questioned and pulled down the top of my blouse to expose mine. “How about now? Are you even more offended?”
“Oh. My. God. Put your boobs away,” Georgia exclaimed.
“You’re disgusting!” the woman shouted in my direction before quickly walking away from us.
“The only thing disgusting right now is your judgy attitude!” I shouted toward her back while I tucked my tits back into my bra, but all she did was stomp her feet in the opposite direction and hot glue her phone to her ear to bitch about her experience with me.
Served her right. I mean, maybe flashing her was a little over the top, but I blamed the pregnancy mood swings. Plus, New York was starting to get a little warm, and my blood was filled with enough hormones that hot flashes were a constant. My tits needed a little air.
“Seriously, Cass. I think you’ve reached your day’s limit of illegal activities.”
I shook my head. “That wasn’t illegal.”
“Uh…yeah, indecent exposure ring a bell?”
“Meh.” I waved it off with my hand. “I’d just tell the cop we were breastfeeding.”
“There’s no baby here, Cass.”
I glanced down at my belly, and she laughed.
“No baby that can actually breastfeed, ya freak!”
Her phone started to ring inside of her purse, and I pulled it out and handed it to her, announcing, “It’s Will.”
With her the free hand that wasn’t keeping hungry Stan calm with soft caresses to the top of his head, she hit Accept and greeted, “Hey, what’s up?”
Georgia’s eyes went wide with whatever her brother was saying on the other line.
“What do you mean Thatch called you?” she questioned.
Uh-oh…
“Uhh…well…yeah…Julia and Evie are with Thatch,” she fumbled over her words. “And Walter and Stan? Well…”
Before she could ruin the whole plan, I snagged the phone from her hand and put it up to my ear. “Hey, William, it’s Cass.”
“What’s going on? I’m about to go into a delivery, and your husband is calling and asking me if there’s a way to put out Amber Alerts for dogs.”
Call me evil, but I laughed at that. Unfortunately, it was loud enough to startle a half-asleep Stan. He lifted his head off of Georgia’s lap and started barking.
Fluffing hell. I think it was safe to say I was too pregnant for this shit. It was like I was completely off my game now. These pregnancy hormones were ruining everything for fluffer nutter’s sake.
“Whose dog is that?” Will questioned suspiciously.
“Uhh…no one’s,” I muttered. “So, how’s the baby business, William?” I tried to redirect the conversation, but he wasn’t having it.
“No one’s dog? I can hear a dog barking, Cass.”
“It’s okay, buddy,” Georgia whispered toward her horse and rubbed behind his ears with her fingers.
“And I can now hear my sister talking to a dog,” Will added and I sighed. “Is Stan with you guys?”
“Uhh… What exactly do you mean by with you guys?”
“Seriously?” Will snapped, audibly out of patience for the day. I guessed pregnancy was making everyone crazy today. “What is going on?”
“Well…it’s a possibility that Thatch might think he lost Stan.”
A shocked laugh left his lips. “Might think?”
“It’s just a little prank, Will,” I reassured.
“This is kind of a fucked-up prank, Cass. Like, even for you, it’s a bit over the top,” he stated in disbelief.
But before he could get another word out, someone in the background called toward him, “Dr. Cummings. We need you in room four right now!”
“Shit. I gotta go,” he muttered and immediately ended the call.
Relief filled my veins until Georgia’s and my phone buzzed with a text.
It was from Will.
With Kline included in the group message.
Oh, holy sneakers.
Will: Thatch thinks he lost one of your pets.
Kline: Which one? Please tell me Walter…
Will: Stan, actually.
Kline: Shit.
Will: But Cass and Georgia (who are in this group text) have him right now in the name of a prank. I have to run into a delivery now, but I thought you should know.