Psyke grinned down at him, her view from on top of the bar quite nice, "And I haven't had a single drink!"
She definitely had a good reason for being on top of the counter, and for a split second it reminded her of her partying days, where being up on the bar meant that shots were soon to be taken off of her stomach, stage dives into the crowd were going to occur, and she would end up in some bloke's bed without any idea of what his name was. What a different life that seemed like. Psyke couldn't recognize the woman she used to be, and she had two wonderful men to thank for that.
"Attention!" she shouted, gathering the gaze of those around the bar. The bartender clinked some of the bottles and a few followed, and soon Psyke had a rather big audience. Well, it was a good thing that she was used to being the center of attention of a room. She put her hands on her hips, standing proud and looking rather smug. She had every reason to be.
"I would like to announce," she said, gesturing toward Tristan, "that Tristan Bardera is going to be a father. You've got seven and a half months to prepare yourselves for his or her debut."
Psyke let out a laugh, blushing with excitement as she looked down for her husband's reaction.
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