34 Special to him
{Three Months Later…}
Three exhilarating months later and Zara sat on the couch with her legs tucked underneath her, her stomach a little bit protruding. She had a book in her hand and was seriously flipping through, speed-reading to catch the best parts of the novel she was reading.
It was an interesting novel, one where the detective was about to discover who had, indeed, killed the victim since the first chapter. It was gripping and fantastic, a way to pass the slightly boring afternoon and she was so excited to finish it.
Except, her excitement was stretched. Her stomach growled again and she grimaced, feeling the slight symptoms of cramps. She glanced down at her protruding belly, amused. It bulged like she was pregnant—that would be fantastic too. It would mean that she’d done her job well.