“Mrs. Randolph, I have no idea what crawled up your ass, but your daughter is an incredible person. The judgmental looks, the snide remarks, and the constant hand-wringing are no longer welcome in her life. You should be ashamed of yourself and of the way you behave toward your daughter.” Eyes bulging, Alex rubbed her rounded belly. “Who do you think you are?” Noah turned slowly to face her, a slow smile spreading across his face. “I’m the man who intends to marry her.”
