The slower posture.
The protective way her hand drifted unconsciously toward her stomach.
Understanding arrived in his expression like a blade sliding into place.
Pregnant.
Maddie’s throat tightened.
No one in the Moretti world was supposed to know.
Not yet.
Especially not him.
“Brandon,” Savannah murmured lightly, though the tension beneath her tone was unmistakable. “You didn’t mention your ex-wife shopped here.”
Finally, Brandon spoke.