CHAPTER 130

Luc frowned. “Aunts, uncles, cousins?”

She shook her head. In truth, she hadn’t thought about them in years. She hadn’t dared contact them. Her cousins were likely married, had children. Her aunt Anna was probably retired from teaching school.

“None. Could we drop it?”

He looked ready to say something, then closed his mouth. A long, silent minute passed before he finally said, “If you ever want to tell me about your family, I’d love to listen.”

“You said yourself we needed to look forward, not back. I think that’s an excellent suggestion.”

Sighing, Luc gripped the wheel. “Are you hungry? You didn’t eat much lunch.”

No, but she was starting to feel weak. Since becoming pregnant, she’d noticed that she couldn’t skip meals the way she used to. And most days until about two, she lived on crackers and apple juice.

“I should eat.”

He smiled. “I’ll take care of it.”

Like he’d taken care of things this week. Most men would simply have asked when to show up. Instead, he’d arranged the invitati