I can see it plaguing her—the embarrassment she feels from our almost sexual encounter. I’ve gotten over it, and I think Morgan’s moved on from it too. After all, they are sisters. A

nd Morgan told me we all make mistakes and forgiveness is a strength, not a weakness. But something in the way Scarlett stares back tells a different story. And I hate to think it’s anything other than embarrassment for her sake.

“I have to go. I’ve got a plane to catch to New York City. See you around, Noah.” She turns around and walks away, never looking back.

I lean against the wall and give myself a moment to breathe when Michael runs out of the room. “I want a brother.”

Morgan laughs and leans down to talk to him but I interrupt her, “We’re on it, buddy.”

“Yay!” He runs back down the hall, stopping at the vending machine where I can hear him counting the prices of the snacks.

“‘We’re on it, buddy’?” she says in bewilderment. “We haven’t discussed kids—”

“What’s to discuss?”

“I don’t know... things…” she trails off.

There’s nothing to discuss. We both want more kids but will constantly disagree on timing. And God forbid I tell her that her biological clock is ticking and on the verge of exploding. That fight had me sleeping on the couch. The only positive thing is the hot sex which followed the morning after.

I purse my lips, and say with ease, “Like how when you thought I was pulling out I was really coming inside you?”

“What?” Shocked, she pulls away from me. “But you came on my thigh... I saw it.”

“Yeah, but that was only half of it.”

She lets out a heavy breath, flicking her hair to the side as she bites down on her lip nervously. “Are we really having this conversation in the corridor of the maternity ward?”

I laugh at the irony. “It’s the most appropriate place to have this conversation.”

“So, you mean I could be pregnant right now? I don’t know whether to yell at you or kiss you.”

I nod, not afraid to show her how happy I am at the thought. A mini us frolicking around.

“Possibly.” I smile deliriously. “Maybe we should find out.”

And with just one glance at her eyes, I know there’s a strong possibility. Her face is radiant, a glow I haven’t seen in the entire time we’ve been together. And the other day when she said she felt lightheaded and nauseous, I told her I felt the same from the orange chicken we ate the night before.

It will make our family complete.

A little baby to call our own.

“I love you, Noah Mason.” She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses the bottom of my chin. “How did I get so lucky to find you?”

“Not luck, baby.” I smirk, tracing her cheek with my thumb. “Just karma.”

THE END

Prologue

“There are two voices that exist,

my head and my heart.”

~ Emerson Chase

“And five... four... three... two...” our producer Cliff calls. “Action.”

Within seconds the cameras begin rolling. There’s three of them surrounding us, inches away as they zoom in close attempting to capture every second of this moment.

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