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“I told you, I’ll never feel fully ready.”

“Yeah, but something made you bite the bullet…”

After a brief pause, he said, “I found a gray hair.”

I smiled. “Is that the truth?”

“It helped me realize I don’t have forever to make this happen for them. They’re getting older, and frankly, so am I. Sometimes you have to wager your best guess on the decisions you make, even if it doesn’t feel a hundred-percent comfortable.”

“Fair enough.”Wow. This is really happening.“When should I plan to come out there?”

“There’s no immediate rush. You can let me know when to book your ticket.”

“Okay. Will do.” I looked out my window. “I’ll see you soon, I guess.”

“Yeah.” He sighed. “I’ll let you go.”

“Goodnight.”

“Sweet dreams,” he said before hanging up.

“Sweet dreams.”That gave me butterflies.

Which was unsettling.

I was about to embark on the craziest journey of my life. But the butterflies were because I never thought I’d seehimagain. And now I would.

CHAPTER 10

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Track 10: “Too Late to Turn Back Now” by Cornelius Brothers and Sister Rose

The past month had been a whirlwind from the moment I decided to move forward with the surrogacy. Balancing the usual stress of work with anxiety over this situation had been a challenge.

I’d given a sperm sample, which was then used to create embryos with Britney’s eggs. Abby had started taking medications to prepare for the transfer while she was still in the US. She’d arrived here a few days ago, and today we’d just completed the transfer of a single embryo. We’d have to wait two weeks before a blood test could determine whether that had resulted in a pregnancy.

There was something surreal about walking out of the doctor’s office in London with Abby after the procedure. I’d opted to sit in the waiting room while she was in there, and it had seemed to happen very quickly.

“How are you doing?” I asked.

“Fine,” she assured me. “I don’t feel any different or anything.”

“Was it painful?”

“Not at all. Just a little bit of pressure. Nothing I couldn’t handle.”

“Good.” I nodded, feeling a knot in my stomach. “It seemed quick.”

“Yeah. You’d think something so monumental would involve more than opening your legs for a matter of minutes.” She smiled hesitantly. “Though I suppose that’s how the natural way works, too.”

I opted not to touch that one. “What do you need to do now?” I asked.

“I’m supposed to take it easy today, but the doctor said I don’t have to be on bed rest. Just no running marathons or anything too crazy.”

“Let’s get you back to the inn, then. I can make supper.”

She searched my eyes as we faced each other in the car park. “You’re stressed.”

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