Chapter Twenty
She couldn’t believe how large Taz was, considering it had been just last month Scarlett had seen her sister. “Wow, you really look as if you’re about to pop any day,” she said, taking in Taz as she answered the door to the fancy penthouse suite her husband owned. It had a view of downtown Denver that was to die for.
Taz rested her hand over her large swollen belly. She was sock footed, wearing sweat pants with a large pink maternity T-shirt overtop. “I am so ready to have this baby. You had no trouble getting here?” she asked, but the last thing Scarlett wanted to share with her sister was how she’d had to fight the panic of driving in a big new city that terrified her when she hit the freeway and saw the traffic that seemed to stretch across three or four lanes. She’d be
