After hanging up, Rowan, with one arm still around the woman in his lap, typed out a quick message on his phone.
"Don't worry, Professor Blaine and his wife will be fine," he said, his words meant for Elissa.
Seeing his calm confidence, her own anxiety began to fade. "Okay."
Leaning against him, Elissa felt her eyelids grow heavy, and before she knew it, she had drifted off to sleep.
Rowan noticed her breathing even out into a steady, deep rhythm. A helpless look crossed his face as he gently stroked her hair and told Ian to slow the car down, letting her sleep.
She had always been a restless sleeper, and she still was, squirming in his arms every so often. But her eyes remained shut, a clear sign she was sound asleep.
Rowan looked down, his hand idly stroking the sliver of exposed skin at her waist. It felt a little softer than before.
His gaze shifted to her abdomen, where a small bump was just beginning to show. A dark, complicated emotion flickered in his eyes.
Elissa was woken up by another phone call. This time, it was Frank.
Rowan saw the caller ID and was about to hang up, but Elissa stirred and woke up first. She glanced at the screen, then instinctively looked up at Rowan before answering the call.


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