I came home with our baby’s ultrasound in my hand—and found my husband hurriedly pulling on his pants while my best friend hid behind my maternity coats.

out of the house for weeks.”

He gave a short, offended-sounding laugh.

“A piece of clothing fell out of a bag. That’s all this is.”

Claire nodded way too fast.

“Yes. I brought a bunch of things over. Decorations, gifts, clothes for the weekend. I must have dropped it.”

Owen kept staring at the photograph.

“Under their bed?”

“It was under the bench,” Damon continue reading …