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Epilogue

Two Months Later

Kayla stared at the plastic stick on the bathroom counter, waiting for it to determine her fate. Soon, it confirmed what she’d already suspected. She and Jack were going to have a baby. Kayla did a quick calculation and deduced that she was almost eight weeks pregnant. Thinking back, she decided it must have happened between Christmas and New Year’s, when she and Jack had spent a lot of time celebrating their engagement. What will he think of this? Will he be happy or think it’s too soon? Not to mention, she would be very pregnant on their wedding day.

“Honey, I’m home!” Jack called out. He’d gone to get donuts and coffee from a nearby bakery.

“Be right out,” Kayla shouted. She glanced at the stick once more, and then wrapped it in a tissue and threw it into the trash. Kayla took a deep breath and went and joined him in the kitchen. She took one look at the vase of red roses on the table and teared up.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” Jack said, smiling widely.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” she repeated.

He leaned in and gave her a brief kiss. “We’ll celebrate more later, but first, you need to eat,” he teased.

Kayla’s hand went to her stomach. If he only knew she was eating for two now.

“Have a seat,” Jack said, pulling out her chair.

“You’re spoiling me,” she said as she sat down.

“Get used to it.”

Ever since their engagement, Jack had been extra attentive to her. He was still making up for their breakup before Christmas, even though she’d long since forgiven him.

“I can’t wait to hear the band tonight,” Jack said. Later, they were going with Ryan and Josie to listen to a band they thought they might hire to play at their wedding.

“Mmm-hmm.” Kayla took a glazed cinnamon roll from the donut box and set it on a plate. Then she took a fortifying sip of coffee.

“So, I was thinking of shaving off all my hair,” Jack said.

“Mmm.”

Jack burst out laughing. “Did you hear what I just said?”

Kayla glanced at him with a blank expression. “Something about hair.”

He shook his head. “Are you okay?”

His question held more weight than he could imagine. “I think so,” Kayla said.

Jack slid his chair closer to hers and faced her. Placing his hands on her knees, he looked deeply into her eyes. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

She felt overly emotional, and the endearment caused her to tear up again.

“Are you stressed about the wedding? Because we can move it back, if you want to.”

“Move it back? No!”

Jack raised his eyebrows. “Okay. I was just making sure.”

“The wedding isn’t causing me stress, especially with our moms helping out.”

“Is it work?”

Kayla shook her head. “It’s not that.”

“Is it me? Did I do or say something wrong?”