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“Of course.”

“Is it dangerous for her to work so much? Heading into the third trimester?”

“She should be fine to work right up until the eighth month, but then she’ll have to take it easy,” he warned. “And even now, she shouldn’t be overworking, or on her feet too much. She needs her rest.”

Lexie glared at me, but I was worried about what the doctor had said.

“You’re quitting your jobs,” I said flatly when we got outside, laden with ultrasound pictures.

“Hell, no, I’m not,” Lexie shot back.

“You heard what the doctor said!”

“Didyouhear what he said? Because he said I could work right up until my eighth month,” she said smugly.

I frowned at her, feeling frustrated. Lexie could push my buttons unlike anyone else.

“Then at least quit one of them. The grocery job. I’ll help my grandmother fill your position.”

Lexie sighed heavily. “All right, fine. But I’m working out my two weeks’ notice.”

I nodded. “Deal. And by the way, I’m driving you home,” I added, knowing she had taken the bus there.

Back at the cabin, Lexie got out of the car with a grunt. I called her name.

She turned to look at me. “What?”

“I love you,” I said, and she blinked, looking shocked, before she headed inside.

I couldn’t help but grin at the flush on her cheeks.

She still wanted me.

She had to.

Because I needed her.

Chapter 29

Lexie

Oliver’s words kept echoing in my mind.

I love you.

He’d said it. Not spoken around it, not hinted at it. He’d actually said the words.

But did he mean them? That was the real question.

Before the pregnancy, Oliver would show up to the Pig maybe three times a week. Now he was coming in every shift I worked. Granted, he stayed in the office most of the time and didn’t bother me much, but still. I knew that he was watching out for me. I found it a little irritating, but I also found it a bit sweet.

I worked out my two weeks at the grocery store, leaving Oliver’s grandmother with a teary-eyed hug. She’d taken a chance on me, and I hoped I’d proven myself useful for her, if even for a short time.

I’d been having a weird feeling lately whenever Gillian and I were headed to the Pig, like someone was following us. After Dick had showed up there, I guess I was worried that he’d do it again someday. Seeing how things had ended,I wouldn’t be surprised if Dick showed up in places when I least expected it.

Gillian dropped me off, frowning at the look on my face.

“You look pale,” she said. “Are you sure you’re okay? Did you eat this morning?”

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