The moment Val spotted her, her face lit up.
"Vee!"
"Oh my God," Vee breathed.
Val hurried as much as a heavily pregnant woman could hurry, which was less of a run and more of a determined waddle. Vee met her halfway, and the second Val reached her, she threw herself into her sister's arms.
Vee held on tightly, kissed her face once, then again, then pulled back only to kiss her cheek a third time. "Oh, look at you." Her eyes dropped to Val's stomach, widening. "You look very ready to pop."
Val laughed, breathless and bright. "They almost didn't let me on the flight back."
"You look like you could give birth anytime soon."
"I swear this baby already thinks my ribs are a vacation home."
Vee's face softened. "Oh, I missed you so much." She hugged her again.
"I just got back too, you know," Marco said from behind them.
Vee pulled back from Val and turned, as if she had only just remembered luggage and husbands existed.
