Tragic (Lark Cove, #3)

by Devney Perry

If I had to guess, I’d venture that Kaine’s social circle consisted of the small herd of deer I’d seen walking around our mountainside over the last week.

Better than people

Aside from sex with me, Piper didn’t seem like the type of woman to act on whims and impulses. She was so orderly and proper. So . . . restrained.

Little wins were often just as important as the big victories.

The right thing to do would be to tell her no and not make her my pie slave. But there was no way I’d be turning down regular pies.

“Ugh.” I gripped my stomach. “Not feeling well?” Thea asked. I closed my eyes and took a few long breaths, swallowing down the nausea. “No. I’ve just been queasy these last few days. I’m sure it’s just the stress of the move.” “That’s no good.” “It always goes away by dinner time, and I have my appetite back.” “Um . . . could you—”

I smell a miraculous pregnancy coming

The babies were on a roll, literally, shifting and moving inside me. “I look like an alien.” “It’s beautiful.” Kaine’s voice was full of wonder. “I guess they like sex.” His hands stilled. “What?” “Sex.” I laughed. “They like it. Maybe an orgasm is like a hug for them. We should hug them more.” “Oh, Jesus.” He rolled his eyes, dropping his forehead to my stomach as he laughed. I laughed even harder, loving this carefree side of him that I rarely saw.

Disturbing thought but I’ve never been pregnant, so what do I know