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time if you’re not feeling well.”
    “I’m fine,” she said with a pointed look for her husband. “Go to work.”
    “Stop trying to get rid of me.”
    “I’m not trying to get rid of you, but you’ve got a busy day at the garage, and I’m fine.”
    “You’re not fine. You can’t stop puking.”
    “Am I puking right now?”
    “Hannah …”
    “Nolan. Go to work.”
    “Fine. Call me if it gets worse.”
    “I will.”
    “Will you really?”
    “Nolan!”
    He leaned in to kiss her, lingering long enough for Hunter to find a picture on the wall that needed his full attention. “I’ll be home to check on you at lunchtime.”
    “It’s practically lunchtime now.”
    “I’ll be back.”
    “Thanks for the warning. I’ll make sure my boyfriend is gone by then.”
    “You’re hilarious when you’re not puking.”
    “And you’re leaving so I can talk about what a pain you are to my brother.”
    “He was my best man. He wouldn’t dare let you get away with that, would you, Hunter?”
    “Um, well, she was my twin long before I was your best man.”
    The comment earned Hunter a bright, beaming smile from his sister.
    “Should’ve known,” Nolan muttered before he kissed Hannah again and headed for the mudroom.
    They heard the garage door go up and come down and his truck start in the driveway.
    “Go make sure he’s really gone,” Hannah said. “Yesterday he faked me out, came back in five minutes later and caught me puking again.” She waved her hand. “Go check.”
    “Yes, ma’am. Is there anything else I can do for you, ma’am?”
    “Just that.”
    Hunter did as she asked and went to look out the window of the sitting room, which overlooked the empty driveway. Returning to the kitchen, he said, “He’s gone.”
    “Finally! He’s driving me crazy.”
    “He’s worried about you. So am I. You look like hell.”
    “Aww, shucks. Thanks! I’m pregnant, not dying. Vomit happens, especially in the first trimester.” When she’d postponed the planned Labor Day opening of the new inn for war widows, named in Caleb’s honor, she’d told her family it was because she was feeling so crappy. They’d also put off their planned move to Nolan’s house, which would free up the Victorian to serve as the new inn.
    “Seems to be happening a lot. What does the doctor say?”
    “She said the same thing I did—it happens. She’s keeping an eye on me with weekly appointments to make sure I don’t get dehydrated.” This was said as if it were no big deal to be so sick.
    “You’re all …” He waved his hand as he searched for the word he needed. “Zen or something. What the hell is wrong with you that you don’t care that you’re puking the day away?”
    Laughing, she said, “I don’t care about the puking. As long as the baby is fine—and he or she is doing great—that’s all I care about. At the end of all of this, I get a
baby
. I really want this baby, and I’m willing to do whatever I have to.”
    Despite her pallor, despite the dark circles, she positively glowed with joy. “I’m happy for you, Hannah banana. It’s nice to see you excited again and looking forward to something.”
    “I’m so excited it’s not even funny.” She rested her hand over her still-flat abdomen. “How will I
survive
for seven more months until I can meet this little person?”
    “You never were known for your patience. I still remember being your lookout while you opened all your Christmas presents and rewrapped them. I used to be terrified we were going to get caught, but you always said the risk was worth it.”
    “I still say that.”
    The risk is worth it.
Was it, he wondered?
    “What’s on your mind, Hunter?”
    “Last night was kind of crazy.”
    She got up, poured him a cup of coffee, grimacing at the smell, and brought it to him before rejoining him at the table.
    “Thanks. Why do you brew this stuff if you can’t stand the smell of it?”
    “My husband needs it to function, and I