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“It’s the hormones.”
    “I know, honey. I know. So it’s not really fair to get all butt-hurt that he didn’t kiss this angry momma bear who’d just kicked him out, right?”
    She shrugged, pouting, but knowing he was absolutely spot on. Damn him again.
    “So then, the question is, how do you fix it?”
    “Fix it? I’m still mad as hell at what he said about our baby, Paul. He should be trying to fix it!”
    He sat back and gave her another one of those assessing looks. “Maybe so. Or maybe you make the first move because this guy is the love of your life and the father of your baby, and you don’t want something stupid like his doing his fucking job to get in the way of your relationship. How about that?”
    “Dammit, Paul, why can’t you just be on my side for once?” She snatched another cookie from the plate and chucked it at him. He caught it deftly and popped it in his mouth, grinning at her.
    “Sweetie, you know I’m on your side. Always have been, always will be. That’s why I’m telling you this. I’ve never seen you happier than since you and Max hooked up. He’s so totally head over heels for you it’s off the charts.”
    “The feeling’s mutual. But…”
    “No buts. Either you’re committed to him or not.”
    “I am, but…”
    Paul held a hand in front of her face. “Uh uh! No buts.”
    She took a deep breath. As angry as she was at Max, she had to admit that their relationship was more important to her than anything, with the exception of her child. If they could make it through months of harassment by members of his community, then they could make it through anything.
    “No buts. I’m fully committed.”
    “Good! Now let’s figure out how to get you two lovebirds back on track.” He took a deep breath and bellowed, “Kimmy! Get your skanky little ass out here!”
    A moment later, Kimmy stumbled out of her bedroom wearing a red corset and nothing else. Her breasts were about to tumble out of the top, and her bottom half…well, Bethany finally felt vindicated for always suspecting Kimmy was a natural redhead and not a brunette.
    “What?” she grumbled.
    “Geez, can you put on some panties? Nobody needs to see that thing!”
    “Listen, dickwad, you called me out here like the house was on fire. It’s not my fault you don’t have the common decency to knock on my door like a gentleman.”
    “You mean like the horny pig who skulked out of here this morning, slipping his wedding ring back on as tiptoed out the door?”
    Kimmy blanched for a second, then went blank. She shrugged. “Whatever.”
    Bethany’s heart broke for her friend. Kimmy put up a good front as a fun-loving party girl flight attendant, but Bethany suspected that her friend was hoping one of these guys might actually stick around for awhile.  
    “So what’s the big emergency,” she said, strutting in all her glory to the fridge and pulling out a jug of orange juice.
    “Don’t drink out of the jug,” Paul cried. “God only knows where that mouth has been!”
    Kimmy winked at Bethany. “He’s one to talk.”
    Bethany busted up.  
    “Listen, bitches. I called us together to help momma bear here. Can we just?”
    “Okay, what already?” Kimmy put the jug back and leaned back against the counter, her crotch staring them in the face.
    “For God’s sake, firecrotch, put this on.” He tossed her a lavender pashmina that had been draped on the back of his chair.
    Rolling her eyes, she wrapped the fabric around her waist and sat next to Bethany. “Is that better, prude? Can we get on with this now?”
    “Fine. Bethany here is on the outs with Max. He’s flown off to some godforsaken place in Alaska, so he’s off the grid at least until he gets there. We need to figure out a way to get them back on speaking terms.”
    Kimmy shrugged and grabbed a cookie. “Where in Alaska and what airline did he take?”
    “Kodiak, and I’m not sure which airline,” Bethany said. “But he left here about an