Chapter 327: Epilogue, four months later

CARSON SAT IN HER car out in front of the guy's house and gripped the steering wheel.

This was the past all over again.

Everyone except Ryan was home, and she had a bomb to deliver.

She glanced at the folded up piece of paper in the seat next to her and her stomach clenched.

She wasn't sick with whatever was going around the office unless she could be sick with a baby.

A baby.

A real one this time.

"Oh, god." She sank down further into her seat and looked up at the tree shading the lane out front.

Last week those leaves had been green. Now they were turning colors. She'd held the ladder when Ryan had to trim the branches a few weeks before that. Somehow lawn care had fallen to the two of them. She didn't mind pitching in and helping around the guy's house. She slept there as often as she slept at her apartment. Weeding the flower beds was therapeutic. She liked the sound of the mower and the smell of the grass.

They'd just found their rhythm. Things were normal. Perfect.