“No I am definitely a lover of women,” he agreed, leaning his forehead against hers and adding, “And you are the one who taught me how to be one.”

“Oh, I do love you, Robert,” she whispered, slipping her arms around his shoulders.

“And I you, Lisa,” he assured her. “Thank you for my daughter. And for being patient enough to let me learn that I loved and trusted you.”

Lisa responded by kissing him. He suspected she had intended it to be a light brushing of lips, but as always he couldn’t resist deepening the kiss. When she pulled away with a groan, he rubbed his nose against hers and whispered, “How long until we can begin working on a little sister for Sara?”

“Well I would really rather wait a year or so to recover from this birth, my lord, before having another,” she said dryly. “But we can begin practicing soon I’m sure.”

“Practice is good,” Robert said with a grin, and kissed her again, but this time keeping his passion in check. They had a lifetime to practice. He was looking forward to it.

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“Have fun,” Carolyn muttered, starting up the walk to the lane. “Yeah, right.”

Honestly, the longer she was here the more Carolyn regretted coming . . . and it had only been a little more than twenty-four hours. But so far, she’d had an uncomfortable meal with Genie and strangers, gone to bed early, got up early, and sat on the beach alone with a book . . . mostly in the shade because everyone knew the sun wasn’t good for you. She hadn’t been reading the book, but had basically pretended to, keeping it propped on her chest while she watched the people around her under the cover of her sunglasses.

It had been a depressing exercise, Carolyn thought as she started along the dark lane. Watching all that billing and cooing going on around her as she sat alone without even Bethany for company. She’d found herself lying there wondering what was wrong with her. She was average in looks, with a nice face, shoulder-length blond hair and . . . well, all right, she could stand to lose a few pounds, but she was average. Why didn’t she have someone to love her too? Of course, then the heckler, the voice in her head that sounded like her ex-husband, had helpfully listed all her faults. It was a never-ending list and had taken up most of the day.

“Depressing,” Carolyn muttered, moving automatically to the edge of the road as she heard a vehicle approaching from behind. Unfortunately, she moved too far to the side, and her heels promptly sank into the grassy verge and nearly sent her splat onto her face. Managing to stay upright by doing a little dance that took her right out of one shoe, Carolyn sighed and bent to pull it out of the dirt. She then cursed under her breath when her purse promptly slid off her shoulder and dropped into the dirt.