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Two endless weeks had passed since Lucas had grabbed her so impetuously.
Devon still fumed sometimes—okay, be honest, whenever you think about it! But fortunately the other vendors had more limited memories. And the birth of Aimee’s baby boy, practically inside her narrow little booth, quickly outweighed any juicy rumors about ‘The Lizard Lady’ and their resident millionaire.
Already deep in labor but refusing to leave when sales were good, Aimee had been whisked off to the hospital—just barely in time—by her boyfriend and a visiting cousin. Little Pierre had been born a scant ten feet inside the Emergency Room doors while frantic nurses had gripped her hands and stunned patients had stared in mingled horror and fascination.
Mother and baby were both doing well and, if Aimee had her
