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It Ends with Us by Colleen Hoover (z-lib.org).epub

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“You’re in a onesie! You don’t get free wine with a onesie!”

He tells the waitress to bring me a beer, instead. Ryle tells her to bring

me wine. Allysa wants water, and this upsets Marshall even more. He tells

the waitress to bring four bottles of beer and then Ryle says, “Two beers,

red wine, and a water.” The waitress is very confused by the time she leaves

our table.

Marshall throws his arm around Allysa and kisses her. “How am I

supposed to try and knock you up tonight if you aren’t a little wasted?”

The look on Allysa’s face changes, and I feel instantly bad for her. I

know Marshall only said that in fun, but it has to bother her. She was just

telling me a few days ago how depressed she is that she can’t get pregnant.

“I can’t have beer, Marshall.”

“Then drink wine, at least. You like me more when you’re tipsy.” He

laughs at himself, but Allysa doesn’t.

“I can’t have wine, either. I can’t have any alcohol, actually.”

Marshall stops laughing.

My heart does a flip-flop.

Marshall turns in the booth and grabs her shoulders, making her face

him straight-on. “Allysa?”

She just starts nodding and I don’t know who starts crying first. Me or

Marshall or Allysa. “I’m gonna be a dad?” he yells.

She’s still nodding, and I’m just bawling like an idiot. Marshall jumps

up in the booth and yells, “I’m gonna be a dad!”

I can’t even explain what this moment is like. A grown man in a onesie,

standing up in a booth at a bar, yelling to whoever will listen that he’s

gonna be a dad. He pulls her up and they’re both standing in the booth

now. He kisses her and it’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen.

Until I look at Ryle and catch him chewing on his bottom lip like he’s

trying to blink back a potential tear. He glances at me and sees me staring,

so he looks away. “Shut up,” he says. “She’s my sister.”

I smile and lean over and kiss him on the cheek. “Congratulations,

Uncle Ryle.”

Once the parents-to-be stop making out in the booth, Ryle and I both

stand up and congratulate them. Allysa said she’s been feeling sick for a

while, but just took a test this morning before our grand opening. She was

going to wait and tell Marshall tonight when they got home, but she

couldn’t hold it in for another second.

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