A week has passed since Tracy came to the office. I’m on my way to pick up Jason from the airport; Andrew is driving while I sit at the back. Jason's plane should be landing in a few minutes. I’m so happy he’s back; I missed him terribly. I’ve been worried about what’ll happen when he runs a DNA test on the baby in Tracy's womb, praying Jason’s not the father.
I step out of the car and stand at the end of the stairway of Jason's private plane. As he descends the stairway, the smile on his face matches the one on mine the moment my eyes see him. He walks toward me and pulls me into a hug, spinning me around and showering my face with kisses.
“Jason, stop spinning me,” I say, giggling, feeling a little light-headed. He puts me down and captures my lips in a passionate kiss. I kiss him back
