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Farrah had developed into something deeper and irrevocable. The thought that she could be showing some serious interest in Tremaine Steel made his need to convince Farrah that they belonged together much more urgent.
    â€œThat reminds me. Have you heard from Fletcher?” she asked. “He has filed the papers, right?”
    Fletcher Scott was the private detective turned lawyer they often used when they didn’t want their agency directly involved in certain cases, mostly for “personal” activities. A secret marriage and quickie divorce didn’t get any more personal. Farrah was very thankful that Fletcher could keep a secret, even from her sisters.
    â€œYes, the papers have definitely been filed,” Robert assured, while thinking, Sort of...
    â€œGood!” she said on a relieved sigh. “We’ve put this off long enough.”
    Robert and Farrah walked back to the reception desk as soon as they heard Meeks’s voice. “I’m Meeks Montgomery and I’m—”
    â€œYes, your wife’s been asking for you,” Karen said, smiling as she flipped her hair again.
    Both Robert and Meeks wore the Blake & Montgomery standard uniform of a black T-shirt with their company’s red logo that was hard to miss. Robert was accustomed to female attention when wearing it, especially since the uniform showed off his broad shoulders and flat chest and abs. Also, the combat boots and a utility belt holding a nine-millimeter handgun that screamed dangerous were hard to miss. And even his ninety-year-old neighbor had a liking for the black cargo pants that showcased a rear end she tried sneaking a squeeze of on occasion. Robert didn’t have the heart to tell the old woman that he was onto her game. The devilish smile that plastered her wrinkled face was too endearing.
    Evidently, the geriatric club wasn’t the only group that wasn’t immune. Karen’s breathing had increased and she’d flipped her hair—yet again. The corner of Robert’s mouth curved up. He’d always enjoyed the attention he received from women, especially if said attention seemed to bother the only woman he ever really wanted. Meeks, on the other hand, didn’t seem to take notice of anyone other than his wife. So Robert was in good company.
    â€œIf you’d all come this way,” she said.
    â€œLadies first,” Robert chimed, stepping aside so Farrah could move past.
    â€œSuch a gentleman,” Farrah shot back.
    â€œYou should know that nothing could be further from the truth,” he answered with a knowing wink.
    Farrah huffed, but didn’t come back with her normal biting retort. They followed Karen through a set of double doors and down a well-lit hall with white marble floors and white walls into another small waiting area. The room had walls painted light gray, with pictures and posters that centered on pregnancy, and was filled with low-back gray leather chairs.
    â€œYou two will need to wait here, and someone will come for you when they’re ready to start the ultrasound,” she said to both Farrah and Robert.
    They both acknowledged her request with a small nod.
    â€œFollow me, Mr. Montgomery. I’ll take you to your wife.”
    â€œI’ll see you two in a bit,” Meeks said before giving them both a lengthy once-over and asking, “Are you two okay?”
    â€œYes, why do you ask?” Farrah said, her red lips pulled into a scowl.
    â€œIf I didn’t know any better,” Meeks said, tilting his head, “I swear you two were acting like a married couple in the middle of a fight.”
    â€œYou don’t say,” Robert teased, garnering an angry glare from Farrah.
    Meeks shook his head and continued down the hall. Both Robert and Farrah took a seat next to each other. “I guess now we wait,” Robert said.
    â€œI guess so,” Farrah agreed as she sat and crossed her legs. Her dress rose a few inches,