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“No weird-ass historical middle name for this one.” Katie said and smiled at Greg.
There was a silence over the room, but it wasn’t awkward, it was warm, it was homely, but it was full of shock. Greg’s mouth stayed open, the rest of the people in the rooms showed varying levels of surprise, all except Trip, who after a moment seemed deep in thought. The silence lasted for a few seconds, before he spoke up finally.
“So… if there’s going to be a baby at the wedding, would the baby wear a onesie, or would I have to pay extra for them to shrink a pair of nice clothes or it?” He said, breaking the silence, all attention turned towards him.
Taylor moved her hand from her mouth to in between her eyebrows when he said this.
“Babe…” Taylor said, giggling afterwards and removing her hand from her face.