Luke Jordan was unaware of the history between Lydia and Leona, so he greeted her warmly.
Leona seized the opportunity to ask Dominic Hawthorne if they could join our table.
I didn't want to, but Luke agreed.
The four of us shared a table and moved from the main dining hall into a private room.
When placing the order, Leona said in a coquettish tone, "I'm pregnant, so I can't have spicy food or seafood. Everyone, please be considerate—let's avoid these when ordering."
Then she turned to me. "Lydia, do you have any dietary restrictions?"
Her words were laced with implication.
"No," I replied firmly.
And the sweeter Leona and Dominic appeared together, the more certain I became that I didn't want to give birth in Swan City.
Leona understood my meaning.
She had even less desire than
