Chapter 74

Hugging her superbly large stomach, Bailey waddled to the front porch her mates had built her and surveyed them as they worked on their newest present to her-a gazebo. She still hadn't quite figured out what one did with the octagonal structure, but she didn't tell them that, not when they seemed so darned determined to give her one. Boredom plus power tools made for some interesting projects, she'd discovered.

Next on their agenda, they'd informed her, was a play structure for the baby. Never mind the child wouldn't be big enough to play on it for at least a year or more. Apparently their child would need one. And the list went on.

Truly, though, she couldn't complain. How many women had three men determined to make her life as wonderful as possible? Sometimes she couldn't believe her luck, but as her new best friend, Dana, had said, "Three is so much better than one. Especially all at once."

But in her mind, four was the magic number.