How dare you. Annie had a beautiful orange sweater thing that was bound to start trends left and right.

"We might need a whole-ass spa day after we're really done unpacking," Annie pointed out, turning sideways to avoid a stack of boxes as she led the way into the bedroom. "But I would love to rub your back for you, babe. I'm not like...pregnant in my hands."

Well, she was, but you know what she meant.