They both stood, Luca with a non-pregnant grace, Sutton with an awkward step. She felt his hand at her elbow, steadying her, and though she didn’t need the help, she didn’t shake him off. It was a little like turning to put the horse in the barn after it had bolted.

The nurse walked them into a waiting room. “I will run a few checks before the doctor comes to see you.”

The routine was normal: weight check, which she didn’t look at. She wasn’t vain, but she still didn’t want to ...