"Sure, baby," the young man replied as he eyed the blond suspiciously.  As she turned around in her chair to face him fully, he couldn't help the way his eyes traveled down to gaze at her stomach.  He noticed how flat it was.

"Would you run over to the McDonald's stand and pick up a Big Mac meal for me?  With a Sprite," Trish added, gazing up into his soft brown eyes.

"All right..." Maven said, raising his eyes to the petite blonde's.  Luckily for him, she didn't seem to notice how intently he'd been studying her form.

When he was gone, Trish turned to exchange glances with Lita and Molly, with whom she was sitting.  "Guys," she saiad, shifting her eyes slightly, "your men are here..."  The little blonde gestured toward one of the buffet tables halfway across the room.  Edge and Christian appeared to be having a deep discussion as they stood in front of a table holding fruit and vegetables.

Molly instantly stood up and waved, which caught the blond men's attention.  "Christian, sweetie!  Edge!  Yoo hoo!"  She gestured them over with one hand.

Lita shook her head, then turned to exchange glances with Trish.  It was common knowledge that guys, and she knew this was particularly true of Christian, loathed being summoned like that - especially when they were with another person of the male persuasion.

Trish smirked and rolled her eyes.  "She never learns, does she?"

"Oh, I know, Stratus..." Molly said as she gave her friend a look.  "...I just don't care that he hates when I do that."  She stuck her tongue out for emphasis.  "Hey, we gals have got to keep our men in line, right?"  She nudged Lita, winking at both women.

"Umm...no comment there," the redhead said as she tried to contain the laughter she felt bubbling up from her lips.

Trish, on the other hand, smiled broadly and winked conspiratorially at Molly.  "Damn straight, girl!"

Christian and Edge made their way over, and the shorter man eyed his fiancee with a worried look on his face.

"Hey...you should be sitting down - taking it easy."  The blond Canadian gently eased Molly back into her seat.

The little brunette sat back, looking up into her fiance's face with a bit of surprise.

"Aww...Christian, you're such a sweetie!"  He wasn't usually the most romantic type in the world, but it touched her heart something fierce when he acted all gentlemanly.

"Hey, baby..." Edge said with a soft smile as he came up to stand in back of Lita's chair.

The redhead gave him a gentle little smile of her own.  "Hi..."

"Can I get you anything, Li?"

"Thanks, babe, but I'm good...but I'll tell you what - a massage later tonight would be heavenly," she said dreamily.  "The feet, too..."

The tall blond man exchanged nervous glances with his brother upon his girlfriend's last three words.  Everyone knew that pregnant women often suffered from aching feet.

Uh oh... Edge thought as he swallowed down the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat.  Out loud, he said, "Err...sure, hon."

Just then, Maven returned, carrying a McDonald's bag in one hand, a regular-sized cup of soda in the other.

"Here you go..." he said as he placed the items down on the table before Trish.

"Thanks, baby."  The blonde woman gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, then went through the bag, pulling out her burger and fries.  "Umm...this is not Supersize," Trish said with a pout her boyfriend normally found adorable.

"You didn't tell me to Supersize it."

"I didn't?  Oh...well, then never mind," the petite Canadian said.  She began to eat her fries with much pleasure as Maven sat down across from her.  He was relieved when she didn't seem to notice how intently he was staring at her while she ate.

Lita, on the other hand, looked up in time to catch his scrutiny.  The young man quickly caught himself and looked away before the redhead could become any the wiser.

Apparently, Molly didn't notice anything odd about the behavior of the three young men, but Lita saw it.  And all she could wonder was what in the world had gotten into them...