“Right. We’ve got a ways to go, I guess.”
“Seven more months, to be exact,” she said as the limo pulled to a stop outside her apartment building.
It was hard to believe she was pregnant at all. But here she was, two months along, carrying a child for a man she hardly knew.
Her mother would die if she knew, even though Shannon was doing this for all the right reasons. And though she had no intention of not visiting her mother at Meadow Lark for the duration of her pregnancy, she had decided not to tell her mom what she was doing until she absolutely had to. Shannon figured that would be about the time she began to show and her mother started to guess.
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