Page 60 of Tristan’s Temptation

“But I think I need to find another job.”

“Shannon. This is not the time to be starting a new job.”

“Yes. I know. But it could become uncomfortable around the office. You know. When I begin to show.”

“No one at Trillo–Maris is going to judge you. We’re a family.”

An annoying tear tracked its way down Shannon’s cheek. It was true. She felt so at home there. If only… “But Tristan…”

Kat’s lips tightened. “Tristan will just have to learn to deal with it.”

“What?”

“He’s treated you like his personal servant for far too long. No more fourteen-hour days. No more last-minute projects. No more pressure and for heaven’s sake, no more stress.” Ferocity tightened her features. “And, as God is my witness, he will be nice to you.”

Shannon barked a laugh.

“No. I mean it. He can be a tyrant where his company is concerned. Don’t worry, Shan. Adam and I will keep him in line.”

“You’re the best friend ever. But…”

“But what?”

Shannon leaned closer. “You can’t tell Adam. You can’t tell anyone.”

“Shannon, honey. They are gonna figure it out. You know.” Kat held her hand out in front of her own flat belly. Way out in front.

“I know. Just, please, give me some time? And keep it a secret?”

“If you promise to stay.”

“I promise to try to stay.”

“Deal.”

“But listen, Kat. I need to take some time off. You know, to work some things out.”

“I understand.”

“I’m not coming in to work tomorrow. Can you cover for me?”

“Of course. Anything. Take all the time you need.”

Shannon laughed. It wasn’t a humorous laugh. “What I need,” she said, “is nine months.”

After Shannon left, after Kat was certain she was emotionally stable and fit to drive, Adam emerged from the bedroom. He glanced at the door. “That was interesting.”

Kat sniffed. “She just needed to talk.”

“Mmm. Girl talk?”

“Yes, Adam. Girl talk. And it’s confidential. So don’t ask.”

He pouted. “I wasn’t going to ask.”

“You were too.”

“Was not.”