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I turned around, confused. Kristen was beaming at me. I looked over her shoulder at Jason and Josh, watching me from the curb. They stood next to each other and grinned like conspirators.

"What's going on?" I asked, looking back and forth between them.

Kristen looked giddy. "You moved."

"What?"

She smiled. "So did we."

We'd gotten married at the Glensheen mansion in Duluth, on the shore of Lake Superior—home of the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald. Tucker had worn a tuxedo Kristen had made for him, and he sat at our feet as wed said our vows. Oliver had been our ring bearer. Ernie, David, Zane, and Josh had stood next to Jason, and Kristen had stood next to me—the way it was always going to be.

I jerked my head back. "And did you love all the barfing?"

"Well, no. But look how sexy you are right now..." He put his face into my neck and trailed his mouth across my skin.

"There is nothing sexy about this, Jason. I'm swollen and starving. I have to pee constantly."

He laughed into my neck. "I think I can convince you."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "What surprise? I didn't like the last one."

He chuckled. "What? When I told you I want to get pregnant again right away?" He crossed over to sit next to me and leaned in to kiss me, putting a hand on my belly. "I just love you like this," he breathed against my lips.

"Are you comfortable, sweetheart?"

"Yeeeess." I smiled against his lips.

He put a hand to my belly and I moved it to the left, where the baby was kicking, and his eyes gleamed.

"She likes the music," I said.

He held his hand to my wiggling stomach and grinned. "Are you hungry?"

"Always."

He sang a few verses to test his equipment and he tipped his head toward me, his lips to the mic, and winked. I blew him a kiss and his grin got so big could hear it in his voice.

"He got lemon drops, right?" I asked. I was addicted to Nadia Cakes, and my pregnancy cravings were serious.

"Placed the order myself. Couldn't let Ernie fuck that up. I didn't want you pissed at me."

"Like either of us could ever get pissed at you." I smiled.

"How did you see me?" I whispered.

He came up to look at me. He had tears in his beautiful, blue eyes. "I told you, Sloan. I'd notice you in a crowd of a million."

And then, in front of fifteen thousand cheering Jaxon Waters fans, Jason kissed me.

He buried his face in my neck and I could feel the racking of his gasps as he held me to his chest. Hands touched us, people swayed against our bodies with the surge of the crowd and it didn't even matter because we were alone. It was just us.

Nothing was left but us.

We both paused for a breathless second before we dove for each other. I jumped, wrapping my legs around his waist, and he caught me.