Thank god for pregnancy fatigue - I passed out the second my head hit the pillow.

The doorbell jolted me awake the next morning.

Nobody knew I'd moved except Aurora, and she had the door code.

Probably someone on the wrong floor.

I pulled the covers over my head, determined to salvage my weekend sleep.

But whoever it was kept hammering that doorbell.

Thoroughly annoyed, I dragged myself up, ready to give them a ...