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“I have a few suggestions if you’re interested.”

Smiling, she looked up at him, feeling as if she’d come home in the last few minutes to the person she’d always been meant to find, the one who’d been there all along, patiently waiting for her to be ready for him.

He cradled her face in his hands. “Do you think you could say that one thing again, when you’re looking at me this time?”

“I love you, Myles.”

“I love you, too, Renata.”

When he kissed her again, he held nothing back.

When he lifted her off her feet, she wrapped her arms and legs around him and held on tight.

“We need a bed, and we need it now. Which way?”

“Down the hall to the left.”

“Are you sure, Renata?”

When it felt right, she discovered, there were no doubts or fears or anything other than the kind of joy she’d never experienced before. She nodded. “I’m very sure.”

Chapter

Thirty

Kara wokeup alone in bed the next morning, groaning when she saw that it was after nine o’clock. She’d rarely slept past seven before she was pregnant. Now, she spent more time in bed than out, or so it seemed. She reached for her phone on the bedside table and found a text from Dan.

Gone into town to meet with my investigator. Will be back in a bit. Left you some breakfast. Text if you need anything. Love you.

Even when he wasn’t there, he could still make her smile. After all this time, she was still amazed that they’d found each other in this great big world. Only through a series of unfortunate events for both of them had they ended up on a remote island off the coast of Rhode Island at the same time. She would never stop marveling at the miracle of him and them.

Under the text from Dan was one from Renata.

I have news.

Kara responded with question marks.

This requires a call.

Kara’s phone rang a minute later.

“You’re sleeping late these days, Mama.”

“What’s the news?”

Renata laughed. “There were a couple of… developments… with Myles last night.”

“What kind of developments?”

“Um, the I-love-you and multiple-orgasm type of developments.”

Kara let out a shriek that had the baby kicking hard in protest of the disruption.

“Jeez, split my eardrum, why don’t you?”

“Can you say that one more time, slowly this time?”

“You heard me right the first time.”

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