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Two years later …
Оглавление“Honey …” Samantha stood at the kitchen counter mixing pancake batter in a plastic bowl.
“Mmm.” Johnny wrapped his arms around her protruding belly and pushed aside the collar of her sweatshirt, nuzzling her neck.
“Someone’s at the door.” She leaned back against his chest, breath checking in her throat. “Uh … will you get it?”
“No.” He nibbled at her earlobe.
“Jo— ”
He nipped the tip of her ear. “If I must.”
Smiling, she watched him stride from the tiny kitchen. She pressed one hand to the small of her back and rubbed her swelling abdomen with the other. A sigh of contentment slipped from her mouth. The baby was due in three months.
Johnny walked back, pulling the letter from the envelope.
She plopped the spoon in the batter. “What is it?”
He remained silent, perusing the page.
“Johnny?”
“Special delivery.”
“What’s it say?”
He glanced up, not quite meeting her eyes, a wry twist on his mouth. “You don’t want to know.”
