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K ing recommended sharing a suite of rooms.

In fact, the man forced the issue so much so that both Sara and Ana finally caved. Carla didn’t seem to mind the move, and Ana had had their suitcases brought over from their previous room.

Finally, Sara was able to escape the sitting room and get behind a closed door.

The room she was sharing with Ana and Carla had two queen beds. The guys would make do with the other room and the fold-out sofa.

They all took turns showering and changing into sleepwear.

Sliding between the covers, Sara sat cross-legged on the bed with the comforter around her waist.

Ana came over to sit on the other side and positioned pillows behind her own back.

“So, what happened when you and Levi talked?” Ana asked.

Carla came over and sat at the foot of the bed, gazing at her.

“Rebecca’s baby is not his and they aren’t together.”

“Then why are you so mad?” Ana asked, rubbing a gentle hand down Sara’s arm.

“Because he said he didn’t want kids.”

“And Levi’s the father.” Ana nodded as if she had already figured it out.

“Yes,” Sara whispered.

“What?” Sucking in a breath, Carla sat up swiftly. “Did you tell him you’re pregnant?”

“No. He said he didn’t want kids and before I could embarrass myself, I walked out,” Sara said.

“What the hell? If he doesn’t want kids, then why the hell didn’t he use protection?” Carla questioned, crossing her arms with a huff.

“I’m sure he assumed I was on birth control.”

“That’s a big assumption,” Ana sighed. “What now?”

Sara shook her head.

“You have to tell him,” Carla said.

“Maybe, but not right now.” Ana shook her head, and the fall of dark, rich hair cascaded around her.

Sara reached out and touched a few strands. “I think I like this better than the dirty blonde you wore last year.” It was common for Ana to change her hair color.

“I loved when you went platinum blonde that one year,” Carla said, her eyes alight.

“I did too, but it’s too hard on the hair to do that all the time,” Ana said and fingered a chunk of her hair. “We need to figure out a game plan for when you go into work.”

Sara was startled and stared at her friend. “What do you mean?”

“I mean that you are not going in there alone with that bunch of misfits,” Ana said, waving a hand toward the closed door. “I can be visiting from out of town and you can have me there.”

“That’s true. Kevin wouldn’t think twice about that,” Sara said.

“We both remember Kevin from college,” Carla said, wrinkling her nose. “You dated him for about three months.”

“One of my few fries short of a happy meal moments,” Sara said dryly, and Carla laughed.

“He was the jackass that made the tits comment to one of the girls in the group we were with,” Ana said her voice filled with derision and humor.

“Right, that was Brianna,” Sara said.

“You broke up with him days later.” Carla reminded her.

“I did. Did you guys know that he and Brianna dated after that?”

“What? No way,” Carla giggled, then Ana made a face, and Sara lost it laughing.

“Why are you working for him ?” Ana asked once they calmed down.

“Because at least he’s an asshole that I know.”

Ana held her gaze for several long moments. “And better a jerk you know than one that you don’t know who turned out to be a stalker and a killer.”

“Oh, honey,” Carla said and scooted up on her knees to hug her.

“All right, that’s enough of the talk,” Ana said. “Let’s get some sleep.”

They all settled down with Carla going to the other bed to curl up.

Sara lay wide awake for a long time thinking about what had happened. Thinking about Levi and her new feelings for him. Thinking about her future.

She placed her palm on her stomach.

Whatever future she had, she would make darned sure her baby was loved.

Even if its father wanted nothing to do with him or her.