Lola heard the front door open. She hurriedly grabbed a small bag from one of the suitcases and rushed into the closest bathroom. Noah was back. She laid a hand over her troubled belly and swept her other free hand right through her lush red hair in deep frustration. The ache was painfully familiar. How could her period choose to start on such a day and time? What was worse was the fact that she had been foolish enough to not check it out on her calendar in advance. The resort they were visiting was on a low-lying coral island in the Atlantic Ocean. It had a tropical escape along Crystal Bay, a long stretch of sugar-white shoreline that’s regularly named to be among one of the world’s most beautiful beaches. For their honeymoon, Noah had booked the most outstanding suite. A penthouse, with detailed furnishings. It had three bathrooms, a powder room, a foyer, a living area, a dining area, a television room, a kitchen, and an expansive exterior terrace. Yet, she had ruined her weddin
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