‘Me?’ Eve licked her thumb and decided to steal another loaded cracker from Mavis’s plate. ‘Uh-huh. We want you to be my backup coach.’ ‘You’re taking up baseball?’ Eve bit into the salmon thingy with the stuff, and decided it wasn’t half bad. ‘Shouldn’t you wait until you get the kid out of there?’ ‘No. Labor and delivery coach. You’d back up Leonardo when I have the baby.’ Eve choked on the canape and turned white. ‘Take a drink, darling,’ Roarke said with a laugh in his voice. ‘Put your head between your knees if you feel dizzy.’
