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“It is,” he said.
She wasn’t sure she believed him though. “Are you having second thoughts about the baby?”
“No,” he said. “Are you?”
“No. It’s just we haven’t talked about it.”
“I wasn’t sure if you wanted to. I thought we decided it’d be stress free. You know, if it happens it does. It’s not like we are counting down to when you are ovulating. Or are you?”
“God no,” she said, laughing. “I’m not that obsessive. I mean if a year from now or so it’s still not happening, then I’d have to consider there could be something more going on. But for now, I think it’s more like we aren’t preventing it.”
“That’s the best way to think about it,” he said.
“But you did try to help it along on Tuesday,” she said, poking her finger into his side. “You going to do that all the time?”
She realized she didn’t want this to turn into something they had to do. He was right, it should just happen if it was going to and nothing more.
“Only having fun,” he said. “It seemed to call for it at the moment.”
He’d been sitting on the couch while they talked and she put leftovers from today away. She went over to sit next to him and lay her head on his shoulder.
“We’re good together, aren’t we?” she asked.
He put his arm around her. “The best. Don’t ever forget it.”
“I couldn’t,” she said softly.
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TOO INVOLVED
There was no worrying about waiting a year or so when a little over three weeks later, Laine still didn’t have her period.
Holy cow, was it possible that on the first try, it happened?
She hadn’t said a word to Carson because they were just “letting it happen.”
No reason to make this a bigger production than it was.
She hadn’t said a word to anyone about what was going on. Not her mother. Not Avery.
She didn’t want a lecture. Not that she thought Avery would give her one, but she figured her mother might.
If anyone knew how much Laine wanted children, it was her mother.
“You’ve been quiet,” Carson said to her when she was in the kitchen making breakfast. They were at her house. She’d been painting a lot this week at night. It felt as if something internally was driving her and she wasn’t sure why.
She’d gotten two of her commissioned pieces done from LA. Two more to go and then the one from the couple she’d met in Chicago before she was confused with being an escort.
She did laugh when she thought of it now and was thankful nothing came about that.
The hotel had apologized left and right. They’d offered her free stays to come back. She wasn’t staying there again, free or not.
Things happened but she’d prefer to put the whole incident behind her. Carson had told her Griffin and the attorney that she’d secured at Hailey’s firm had reached out to Donovan to ensure nothing more would come up in the future. She was positive Donovan realized who she was and that she’d have money and the means to keep him quiet.
Her father had the fear that Donovan might try to blackmail her for money, but she didn’t believe it. And if it did happen, it would probably make her art more popular with the publicity.
“Just cooking breakfast.”
