The euphoria that had enveloped much of their stay on the island evaporated and depression settled over her until her mood matched the weather.

Ryan pulled her into his side and kissed her temple. “I have a distinct urge to order in tonight, eat in front of the fire and then make love to you for the rest of the night.”

She sighed and snuggled into his side. Somehow he’d known just what to say to make some of the oppressive worry melt away.

“I had fun with you the last few days,” she said, wanting him to have that admission at least.

“I’m glad. I had fun with you too. It felt like old times, only…better.”

She nodded because it had been better. More honest. Or maybe they hadn’t taken a single moment for granted as they’d done in the past. They’d enjoyed every single minute together, making the most of each one.

They’d laughed and loved and they’d made love. The very last day they hadn’t left their hotel room. Their meals had been delivered and they’d stayed in bed, only leaving it to take a leisurely shower together.

She wished it could have lasted.

But they had to face the music sooner or later.

“I had Jansen make you an appointment to see the doctor tomorrow. I want to be sure everything is okay with you and the baby.”

She smiled, loving the concern in his voice. “Spending the time away with you did more for me than any doctor ever could.”

He looked pleased with her response, pleased that she’d admitted it. He bent to kiss her again as they pulled up outside Ryan’s apartment building.

Ryan hastily got out, helped Kelly from the car and rushed her out of the cold and into the building. As they rode up in the elevator, Kelly realized just how much she dreaded being back here, in this apartment. In this city.

“My driver will bring the luggage up soon. Why don’t you go get comfortable on the couch? I’ll turn the fire on and fix us something to drink. Are you hungry?”

“Hmm, no, but I’d love Thai takeout later. For now I’ll have some juice.”

“Thai sounds good. Get comfortable. Take your shoes off and prop your feet up. I bet your ankles are swelling from sitting with your feet down for that long.”

Kelly chuckled at the mother hen sound to his voice but did as he said and settled on the sumptuous leather couch. She kicked off her shoes and winced at the puffy look of her ankles as she propped them on the ottoman.

She’d have the doctor and Ryan both griping at her, but heck, she’d done nothing except eat good food, rest and relax for the past several days. What more could she do?

Ryan had just set their drinks on the coffee table and settled next to her when his phone started ringing. She supposed it was to be expected since he’d been out of the country. It wasn’t as if his being tied up with work was anything new. In the past, though, she’d never hesitated to needle him or distract him. Something that had both exasperated and thrilled him in equal parts.