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“You’re the best thing that happened to me this year,” I told him. “If I were alone right now, I’m not sure how I’d manage all this.”

He pulled me over to his lap and rubbed my back. “You had probably better allow yourself some recovery time.”

I put my head on his shoulder. “I don’t know how to do that.”

“It’s not easy, but you can do it. Do you want to know how I do it and keep working?”

“Yes, please.”

I looked at him while he talked, telling me about how he’d learned to ignore the unimportant and let go of things he couldn’t control, “like the twelve-step program.” He was so handsome, his wild, curly salt-and-pepper hair pulled back in a ponytail, and whether he was wearing a suit or even his scrubs at work, I wanted to jump him.

“I’m having trouble concentrating on what you’re saying,” I said.

“I’m so boring, I can’t even stand the sound of my voice.”

“I want to drag you into the bedroom and commit sexual acts on your body.”

“What are we waiting for?” he asked, picking me up as he struggled to get off the couch.

“It’s okay! I can wait until later,” I said, laughing. “But thank you. I feel better. I need to learn to stop obsessing about babies and baby skeletons. My stepsister is pregnant, too. I’m so excited, and she has to hide it because it’s that asshole Ryan’s kid.”

“Wow, that’s wild.”

“Yeah, so she doesn’t want to tell anyone until she doesn’t have a choice.”

He looked at me sidelong.

“What?” I asked.

“Are you ready to have a baby?”

Sighing, I shrugged. He’d gotten right to the point. Was I that obvious? “I might be, but I feel kind of young.”

“You’re almost twenty-four. You’ll be almost twenty-five by the time you have it if I get you pregnant right away. You have your cottage. You have a job you love.”

“Well, love is a strong word for the job, but I definitely have found my niche. I think I’d be better off on my own, though.”

“You mean not work for Jake?”

“Yeah, sort of. Don’t get me wrong, I think he’s a great guy, and I’m learning a lot. But my interest is along the lines of death investigation, not chasing the latest wayward spouse around Suffolk County.”

“Well, he does that for money. It’s what pays his bills.”

I grinned at Will. “Thanks to my father, I don’t have to do that if I don’t want to.”

“Ah! I get it.”

“Yeah.” I got up off his lap and grabbed his hand. “Come on. I feel better now. Let’s see if we can get this party started.”

He got up off the couch and swooped me up in his arms. “Oh, we’re getting it started all right.”

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