Chapter 59

What was even harder to believe was that their baby would be born in three months time. But Sasha wasn’t scared; she just wanted the waiting to be over.

“You’re very jittery tonight,” she observed, in that calm, almost sleepy manner which seemed to be part and parcel of being pregnant.

“Yeah, well.” He scowled.

“Well, what?”

He shook his head. “Nothing.”

“Kaleb,” she said patiently. “You can’t come out with elusive little snippets like that and then not explain yourself. What’s troubling you?”

He studied her carefully. “You are—or rather, your attitude is.”

“Oh? You don’t like the way I overrode your opinion on the tinsel?” she suggested lightly, looking in the direction of the Christmas tree, because anything was better than meeting that sizzling dark stare which was making her feel all mushy inside. “Or do you think we’ve gone over the top with the angel hair?”

“Hell, Sasha!” he exploded. “That illustrates my point exactly!”

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