CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY ONE

But that call to her ob/gyn was never made and neither was the one to Ryder.

Well, she didn't think she had to make either of them anymore because by the time she could get around to it, it was almost as if nothing had happened.

The tingle that had bothered her wasn't there anymore and there was absolutely no sign of the pain she'd endured earlier, which was surprising in itself.

She didn't want to seem too paranoid about the baby because it's her first pregnancy, so she let it rest.

She went about her day instead, helping Karen out around the house and making small conversations with the bubbly, older woman.

Karen was a delight to talk to and she had the most beautiful tales about her super adorable grand kids whose pictures she always carried around in her purse, and talking to her always made Bree's day.

She wondered if she should tell the woman about what had happened while she was in the bath since she sounded so experienced with kids and pregnancies having carried six of hers to