Big mistake. Because that glower? Too darn cute for words. Which made Meg’s tummygo flippity-flop. Oops.“So,” she said brightly, her curls sticking to the back of her neck when she turned to thecomputer. Hmm. Air-conditioning must be on the fritz. “How’s…a week from thiscoming Monday?”“Great!”Meg printed out the appointment confirmation and handed it to Nova, giving her a full-out, all-dimples-on-deck smile. “Congratulations, by the way. I can tell you’re gonna be aterrific mom.” Nova beamed. “Thanks,” she said softly, tucking the paper into her purse before turningto her brother with another big smile. Still glowering, Golden Boy led her to the exit, hishand hovering at her back, basically treating her like spun glass.Meg allowed herself a long, dreamy sigh.***“Russ!”Startled out of his musings, Russ Michaels turned to his sister as they walked in the blistering, late-August heat to their cars, parked in front of the Coach House Diner not far from the Institute. “I’m sorry…were you saying something?” Nova lightly smacked his arm, then grinned. “I guess I have been running off at themouth today. And I know you don’t share my enthusiasm—”“Nove, I’m happy for you, I really am. It’s just—”
That I can’t remember the last time a woman’s smile made me feel like I’d been sucker punched.
“You’re worried about me,” his sister said softly, giving his wrist a quick squeeze. “Iknow. But it’s not as if I haven’t thought this through. Or that I can’t afford help after the baby comes. Tommy made sure of that. And heaven knows he or she is going to have theworld’s greatest uncle.” When Russ felt his jaw tighten, Nova cocked her head. “I’ve gotto move on, Russ. Embrace whatever life has in store for me. It’s what Tommy wouldhave wanted—”“I really need to get back—got a client coming in at one. A big one. Don’t want to belate.”