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Chapters (40)
  1. Dedication
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Chapter Sixteen
  18. Chapter Seventeen
  19. Chapter Eighteen
  20. Chapter Nineteen
  21. Chapter Twenty
  22. Chapter Twenty-One
  23. Chapter Twenty-Two
  24. Chapter Twenty-Three
  25. Chapter Twenty-Four
  26. Chapter Twenty-Five
  27. Chapter Twenty-Six
  28. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  29. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  30. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  31. Chapter Thirty
  32. Chapter Thirty-One
  33. Chapter Thirty-Two
  34. Chapter Thirty-Three
  35. Chapter Thirty-Four
  36. Chapter Thirty-Five
  37. Epilogue One
  38. Epilogue Two
  39. Books By Natasha Madison
  40. Acknowledgments

“Is there anything she can take?” Beau asks the nurse. “Can she nap when we get home, or is it best to keep her up?” He doesn’t wait for the nurse to answer him before asking another question. “And if she does fall asleep, should I wake her hourly?” The nurse rolls her lips to keep from laughing. “How long before I bring her in if she does have a headache? Is it right away or do I time it?”

The nurse puts her hand on his arm. “I will get you a paper with instructions and all questions should be answered on that.” She looks at me. “I can just imagine when you get pregnant. This man is going to crawl out of his skin.”

My eyes fly to Beau, and I don’t know if he realized what she said or not. “Oh, he’s my best friend.” It slips out before I can take it back. What else was I supposed to say? He’s the man I want to be with. He’s the one I’ve been dreaming about since forever.

The nurse looks at me and then at Beau. “Well, then, you’ve got a great friend,” she says and walks out of the room.

“Let’s go,” I say to Ethan who gets up and hops off the bed.

“Uncle Beau.” He calls him. “You were freaking out right now.”

“I was not.” He looks at Ethan and shakes his head. “I was just worried.” Ethan laughs now. “I am.”

“Sure,” he teases and waits for me to get off the bed. I try not to show how much pain I’m in when I get up, but Beau must catch the winces.

“Do you want a wheelchair?” he asks, and I scoff at him.

“I do not, thank you very much,” I say, walking slowly out of the room toward the waiting room. Ethan walks ahead of us.

“How much pain are you in?” Beau asks quietly beside me.

“Not that much,” I lie, and before he can say anything, Jacob and Kallie spring out of their chairs and come over to us.

“What did they say?” Kallie asks worried, and I have to give it to her, she is a better person than I am. I lied and broke them up, ruined their relationship without so much as thinking twice about it. But she stands here asking me if I’m okay, and she loves my son as much as I do, and for that, I can never ever repay her.

“Not much. I’m going to be sore tomorrow.” I repeat what the nurse said.

“Okay, why don’t we get going?” Jacob says. “You guys can ride me with, and Kallie will go pick up some food and meet us back at Beau’s.”

“Why can’t we go home?” Ethan asks, and I look down at him.