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gusto. She smiled, glad that he’d agreed to have breakfast with her.
    “Do you have any plans for the day?” she asked.
    He shook his head.
    “Me, neither. It’s my day off.” She waited for him to suggest that they spend the afternoon together, but he didn’t say anything. Then again, she didn’t really expect him to. Doing what came natural, she made the effort instead. “We ought to get those tattoos today, right after we finish eating.”
    “I’m not getting inked. But you go ahead.”
    “Not unless you come with me.”
    “I’m going home after breakfast, Dana.”
    “Come on, let’s be spontaneous together. You can even help design my tattoo for me.”
    He shook his head. “I’ve been spontaneous enough for one day.”
    “This is day two.”
    “And I’m going home.”
    “Then what are you going to do?” She thought about what he’d said last night about not continuing to see each other. “Disappear and never be heard from again?”
    “It’s better that way, Dana.”
    “I think you’ll change your mind.” She batted her lashes. “You’ll be back at the diner.” She opened her robe and flashed him. “And you’ll be back in my bed again, too.”
    He laughed. “You’re something else.”
    It was wonderful to hear him laugh. “Yes, I am.”
    After breakfast, he kissed her goodbye. It was a warm, sexy, dreamy kiss, and Dana was certain he wouldn’t be able to stay away. In her mind, they were meant to be lovers, for however long it lasted.
    After he was gone, she sat outside by the fountain, excited about when she would see him again.
    * * *
    The days that passed turned into weeks, but there was no sign of Eric. Dana had been wrong. She hadn’t charmed him into coming back to the diner, let alone sleeping with her again.
    But that was the least of her worries. Or maybe it was the worst of them. Today she was a nervous wreck. Today she was confiding in Candy about her missed period.
    Yes, Dana was late, and she’d never been late before. She could set a computer clock by her cycles.
    “You better take a test,” Candy said, as they sat in Dana’s tiny living room, gazing at each other.
    Dana shook her head. There had to be another reason for her missed period. She couldn’t be pregnant. She just couldn’t be. Not her. Not the girl who was determined to have babies the good old-fashioned married way.
    “But we used a condom,” she reiterated for the umpteenth time.
    “Sometimes they fail.” Candy blew out a breath. “Believe me, I know.”
    For a moment, Dana just stared at her. “Believe you? You know? What does that mean? Have you been pregnant before?”
    Candy nodded, her past finally coming to light. “I was pregnant when I got married. That’s why my ex asked me to marry him, for the sake of the child. He was from a proper family, and he felt it was important to do the right thing.”
    “What happened?”
    “We were using condoms that were expired and didn’t realize it. The latex gets brittle when they’re old or improperly stored and they can have holes or tears in them that you’re not even aware of.”
    “I was talking about what happened with the baby.”
    The brunette glanced away. “I miscarried.”
    That was what Dana assumed. “I’m so sorry.”
    “I was happy about getting accidentally pregnant. But after I lost the baby, our marriage just didn’t work.”
    Because her husband hadn’t loved her the way she’d loved him? Because without the baby, there was nothing keeping them tied together? To Dana, that seemed the obvious conclusion.
    Candy said, “Why are we talking about me, when we should be concentrating on you taking that test?”
    Dana fidgeted in her seat. Before she committed to going to the drug store, she got up to the check the expiration date on the condoms.
    Sure enough, they were old. Really, really old. Her situation was beginning to mirror Candy’s.
    Chance? Coincidence? Twisted fate?
    Her anxiety accelerated. “If I am pregnant,