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booty around in my belly was anything to go by, then I could pretty much become used to it all.
    Liam handed me the printout of our scan. “You were thinking alien, right?” he said, looping his arm around my shoulder.
    I laughed, looking at the image again. “Yep. A pretty amazing alien, though.”
    He kissed my temple. “You’ve got that right.”
    As we stepped out into the March sun, the light breeze brushed against us, bringing with it an enticing Frangipani fragrance. I inhaled, enjoying the sweetness of the scent. As we walked by the beautiful tree, I bent down and picked up a few fallen flowers. Liam, resecuring his arm around my shoulder, gave it a light squeeze as we continued toward our car, both silent and caught up in our thoughts.
     
     

Chapter Eight
    Liam
     
    “Sod it.” My mind was not on the computer in front of me. Instead, it was drifting to my phone, waiting for a call from Mace. Saving my work and powering off, I looked in Jo’s direction. She was in the glass-walled meeting room, putting the final pieces in place for Sutton . She was smiling and laughing as she stood and shook his hand. He nodded toward her rounded belly and made a comment that left her smiling even wider and rubbing her swelling bump. She indicated her head in my direction and turned a moment later, still talking. Seeing me watching her, she winked before turning back and ushering Sutton toward the door.
    I made my way over to the exit to give Sutton ’s hand a final shake. Despite my anxiety while waiting for Mace, today was a pretty bloody awesome day. We’d closed the deal, despite the drama McKenny had thrown our way, and were a damn sight more comfortable as a result. We may actually be able to have a vacation this year. Looking at Jo’s rounding belly as she closed the door behind Sutton, I backtracked. Maybe a vacation wouldn’t be happening. It would rather mean Jo could take some decent time off to be a mum for a while. That was what I was assuming she would want to do, anyway. We hadn’t even discussed what to do once the baby came. We’d been too caught up with the pregnancy, the deal, and the other crap, which had cemented itself in our lives, namely David.
    “All good?”
    Jo nodded and threw her arms around my neck. “Yes, indeedy.” She planted a kiss on my waiting lips. “Bloody fantastic. We need to celebrate.”
    I liked the idea of that. Jo knew how to party. Alcohol was not needed to spur my spitfire into party mode.
    “Do you mind if we invite El and Preston? Perhaps we can have dinner out? Preston’s on day shifts this week.”
    “Go for it.” A night out with El and Preston would be just what we needed to kick back and relax. Jo pulled away from me, and I smacked her arse lightly as she turned to walk away.
    “Hey, buster.”
    “What?” I asked innocently.
    “Maybe later.” She laughed.
    I joined her laughter until my phone rang. Turning, I grabbed it from my desk and headed outside before answering. I needed space. “Mace.”
    “He’s out.”
    While not a surprise—it was, after all, the call I had been waiting for—my breath still left me, making me light-headed before the nausea and anger set in once more.
    “He’s staying at Alain’s. He hasn’t been to see Mum. Do you still want me to take care of this?”
    What I wanted was for the bastard to curl over and die, or to rot away in prison and be castrated. “Yes, but keep it to words and then walk away. I want it over.”
    “Done.”
    The phone line went dead.
    I looked at the phone gripped in my hand, my knuckles white. I brought it to my forehead and closed my eyes. There was nothing else I could do. I had to trust Mace to take care of it. The opening of the door pulled my attention away and my eyes sprang open.
    “You okay?”
    I took in the crease between Jo’s brow and hated seeing it there. “I sure am. Today is a good day.” Her frown lines eased at my words. Despite David’s release, it was a good day. We