Beth turned sideways toward the full-length mirror.“I think you are starting to. Don’t you?” Rand cast a wary glance in her direction while he finished buttoning his shirt. He was no fool, and he obviously didn’t want to say the wrong thing here and make her cry.“Starting to, yes, but that’s the problem. People who know me well enough to know that I am pregnant see a little baby bump. Most of the world looks at me like a woman who should lose a few pounds. Or even worse, the ones who know me a little think I’ve been eating a few too many bonbons lately.”Rand wrapped his arms around her, his hands coming to rest on her midsection. “I think you look lovely.”“Yes, but you have to say that—otherwise you’ll have to spend the afternoon listening to the quiverings of your insecure and highly emotional wife.”He laughed. “I will agree that the pregnancy hormones seem to have dealt a blow to your self-confidence. I’ve never seen you this unsure of yourself.”“Do you think that’s really what all this is?
