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Chapters (92)
  1. First
  2. Love Connection
  3. Zero
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. One Month Later
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Six Months Later
  21. Sixteen
  22. Seventeen
  23. Eighteen
  24. Nineteen
  25. Twenty
  26. Twenty-one
  27. Twenty-two
  28. Twenty-three
  29. Twenty-four
  30. Six Months Later
  31. Twenty-five
  32. Twenty-six
  33. Twenty-seven
  34. Twenty-eight
  35. Twenty-nine
  36. Thirty
  37. Thirty-one
  38. Thirty-two
  39. Thirty-three
  40. I Have Never
  41. One
  42. Two
  43. Three
  44. Four
  45. Five
  46. Six
  47. Seven
  48. Eight
  49. Nine
  50. Ten
  51. Eleven
  52. Twelve
  53. Thirteen
  54. Fourteen
  55. Fifteen
  56. Sixteen
  57. Seventeen
  58. Eighteen
  59. Nineteen
  60. Twenty
  61. Twenty-one
  62. Twenty-two
  63. A Christmas Date
  64. One
  65. Two
  66. Three
  67. Four
  68. Five
  69. Six
  70. Seven
  71. Eight
  72. Nine
  73. Ten
  74. Eleven
  75. Twelve
  76. Thirteen
  77. Fourteen
  78. Fifteen
  79. Sixteen
  80. Seventeen
  81. Eighteen
  82. Nineteen
  83. Twenty
  84. Twenty-one
  85. Twenty-two
  86. Note from the Author
  87. Sneak Peek – To the Stars and Back
  88. Two
  89. Three
  90. Four
  91. Also by Camilla Isley
  92. About the Author

“I just wish I didn’t have to fly thirty hours with food poisoning. But I’m fine.”

From under my towel, I can see Jake’s gone doctor on me. He grabs my wrist and stares at his watch.

“What are you doing?”

“Taking your pulse.”

“Why?”

“It’s a good indication of body temperature.”

“I don’t have a fever.”

“You feel lightheaded?”

“Slightly.”

“Does your back ache?”

“A little.”

“Are your nipples more sensitive than usual?”

“Are you being dirty with me right now?” I attempt to make a joke, but he gives me a serious scold. “They are, a little. I should get my period soon. It’s normal.”

“When was your last period?”

“I have the date on my phone.”

He retrieves it from my bedside table and I check the notes. “August 17.”

Jake gives me a dreamy smile.

“What?”

“Are you still regular?”

“Yeah, like a clock. Why?”

“You’re two days late.” His smile widens.

Both anxiety and excitement grip me. “You think I’m… you mean…” My dizziness worsens. “Are you sure?” A honeymoon baby, it’d be too good to be true—nausea aside.

“You’ll have to take a test. I’ll run to the resort’s pharmacy and see if they have one.”

He literally runs out of the room. When he comes back, he’s sweaty and a little out of breath. “Here.” He hands me the test and gives me some privacy.

We wait for the result on the bed. I’m nestling in between his legs and lying back against his chest, the little plastic stick in my hands. Almost immediately, a vertical line makes its appearance across the horizontal one.

“It’s positive!” The strongest, weirdest feeling of joy wraps around me as I lean back to look at my husband. “We’re going home as a trio.”

Jake’s whole face lights up now. “You know what they say? First comes love, then comes marriage and then…”

I don’t let him finish as I pull his face down in a kiss. Our first as parents…

End of Book One

I Have Never

A Laugh Out Loud Romantic Comedy

First Comes Love

Book 2

by Camilla Isley

One

Never Make a Scene

The day it all goes wrong starts as a more or less ordinary one. My fit watch startles me awake at dawn and, forty minutes later, notifies me I’ve run five miles through Central Park. A perfect six-minute-per-mile time.

Back at Gerard’s apartment, he’s still asleep. I peel off my sweaty clothes, take a quick shower, and wake Sleeping Boyfriend with a kiss and the aroma of French-pressed mocha.

“Morning, sleepy head,” I say affectionately.

“What time is it?” he asks, still groggy.

“Six-thirty, time to go.”

Gerard groans and shuffles out of bed. We eat breakfast in the kitchen listening to the morning news. Me wearing a towel, him in boxer shorts.