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Although it was the furthest thing from funny—considering the circumstances leading to the fracture—Wildfire couldn't help but laugh at Portia's phrasing. "I hope so too. How long does it usually take a break like that to heal?"

But it was hard to focus on broken bones, especially when the Fisa pointed out Wildfire's encroaching due date. "Oh shit," she blurted without thinking, chestnut eyes flung so wide the salty air stung. "Just a couple—few weeks. I need to figure out where I want to give birth," she babbled with a loud blink.

Remembering her manners, she grinned lopsidedly at the woman who was one of her longtime friends. "Thanks, Portia. I'm happy for us too."