By the time they reached the obstetrics department, Aurora patted Mason’s shoulder. “Put me down.”

“You’re not—”

Mason froze for a moment, then understanding dawned. “You’re trying to get rid of me, aren’t you?”

Aurora looped her arms around his neck, brushing her nose affectionately against his. “Planning a wedding is going to take a lot of time. And a few months from now, when my belly shows, I won’t look good in a ...