She bent down, kissed Kevin, then straightened to kiss Megan.

It was fine, thanks.

Megan still didn't know quite how to respond to Suzanna's easy affection. There were still times she wanted to shout, I slept with your

husband. Don't you understand? Maybe he wasn't your husband yet, and I didn't know he would be, but facts are facts.

A little delayed,

she said instead.

I hope

you haven't been waiting long.

Hours,

Alex claimed.

Thirty minutes,

Suzanna corrected with a laugh.

How about the rest of your

stuff?

I had it shipped. This is it for now.

Megan tapped her garment bag. Unable to resist, she peeked down at the bright-eyed baby in Suzanna's arms. He was all pink and smooth, with the dark blue eyes of a newborn and a shock of glossy black hair.

She felt the foolish smile that comes over adults around babies spread over her face as he waved an impossibly small fist under her nose.

Oh, he's beautiful. So tiny.

He's three weeks old,

Alex said importantly.

His name is Christian.

'Cause that was our great-grandfather's name, Jenny supplied.

We have new

cousins, too. Bianca and Cordelia but we call her Delia and Ethan.

Alex rolled his eyes.

Everybody had babies.

He's nice,

Kevin decided after a long look.

Is he my brother, too?

Absolutely,

Suzanna said, before Megan could respond.

I'm afraid you've got an

awfully big family now.

Kevin gave her a shy look and touched a testing finger to Christian's waving fist.

I

don't mind.

Suzanna smiled over at Megan.

Want to trade?

Megan hesitated a moment, then gave in.

I'd love to.

She cradled the baby while

Suzanna took the garment bag.