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I slept well and woke up before Victor, silently watching my sleeping beauty from inches away. His face was relaxed, and he smiled gently, just enough for me to believe he was dreaming happily, hopefully about me.
He looked peaceful and needed a rest, so I let him slumber and did another pregnancy test.
I dressed for the gym and left our positive result on my pillow before letting myself out of the stateroom. Ship’s time was an hour ahead of New York, so I got the jump on Hannah, enjoying a double espresso before mounting a bike, ready for Kayleigh’s class by the time anyone else arrived.
My friend’s face popped up on the bike screen, wearing a wide grin as she shrugged off her bag while clipping both feet into the pedals. I marveled at her ability to go from being at rest to becoming motivated into full-blown, flat-out training mode in a flash.
“Hey, Amy. I’ve missed you so much. I heard you had pirates. We discussed last night at dinner how much they picked on the wrong ship.”
“It’s another storm in a teacup, I’m afraid, but we’re over it now. How are things at home?”
“Torrid.”
“Meaning?”