EGAN

He sat beside Primrose in the private lounge of a resort, watching her and Eli banter lightly. 

It had been over four weeks since she avenged Sol, and she had not cried except the day her cousin was buried.

He placed his hand on the little curve of her belly, so little only he could see when she was undressed. 

Her hand covered his as a smile stretched her lips. 

She glanced at him with loving eyes, and turned back to Eli.

He relaxed, watching them. 

It felt good to see ...