Chapter 67

Simon stopped a few feet away from her; he looked so stern and grim that Sara felt a little scared.

“It’s me who should be sorry,” he surprised her by saying. “It was a very cold night and I should have brought you home earlier. You could have caught cold or anything. How are you feeling? I think we should go to see the doctor just in case. I was going to call her if you didn’t wake up soon.”

Sara couldn’t help laughing, and it completely defused the tension she was feeling. “Simon! Don’t be ridiculous; I’m fine. Being out on a cold night for a few hours will not bring on early labor or pneumonia.”

“All the same…”

He looked genuinely worried, and Sara's heart clenched again. She rolled her eyes, ignoring her worrying reaction; maybe something was wrong with her? “Simon, really, I haven’t slept that well the last few nights, I’m sure that’s all it was. Here—” she reached out, took his hand and brought it to her forehead “—see? No fever. I’m fine.”.

His