Chapter 232

It was already February, and the weather was starting to warm up. Megan ditched her heavy down jacket for a cozy cashmere coat. Tristan noticed how the once slim-fitted coat now puffed out slightly at her belly. He chuckled, "Kinda sticks out there now, doesn't it?" Megan gently patted her baby bump. "Give it a few months and it'll stick out so much I won't even be able to button this thing." Yeah, a few more months. Tristan lowered his thick lashes, the corners of his mouth lifting into a smile tinged with bittersweetness. He wrapped his arm around her waist and they walked out of the hotel together. Megan paused suddenly, looking up into the clear blue sky, taking a deep breath. "Smell that? That's the scent of freedom," she said. Tristan laughed, about to respond when Megan beat him to it. "Too bad your super nose will only be sniffing diapers and baby poop soon, ha..." He gazed at her with that indulgent look of his. Maybe. And that didn't sound too bad at all. A sudden breeze swep