Destiny Bay Boxed Set Vol. 1 (Books 1 - 3)
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“Amen.”
Janet smiled, then glanced at Jennifer’s tummy area. “Jenny, tell me one thing,” she said softly. “Are you pregnant?”
“Ah!” Jennifer screeched as quietly as she could. “How can you tell? I’m not really showing yet, am I?”
“No.” Janet laughed. “You’re flat as a board. But there was just something about your intensity to get this done. It just made me think you were looking toward the future.”
Jennifer nodded ruefully. “Exactly.”
“And anyway…” Janet blushed. “Matt and I got married secretly while we were in Hawaii—because—I am too.”
“What?”
The women hugged and laughed and then Carrie was crying and the other two looked at her anxiously.
“Oh Carrie, honey, I’m sorry…”
“No,” Carrie said, sniffling. “Don’t mind me. It’s just so funny. Because Grant and I snuck off and went to Vegas last weekend. And we’re married, too. Because…” She cried harder and the two others stared at her not sure what to think. Was she upset? Had it been a mistake?
“Because I’m pregnant too!” she cried.
They stared at each other in shock, and then they all began to laugh.
“Oh my gosh, we’ll be the laughing stock of Destiny Bay,” Janet said, still laughing.
“No we won’t,” Jennifer declared. “We’ll be the envy of Destiny Bay. Can you imagine? What a formidable force to be reckoned with! The Carringtons, next generation.”
Carrie, nodded, smiling through her tears.
“Long live the Carringtons of Destiny Bay!” she cried as they hugged each other tightly. “That’s us.”
Also in the Destiny Bay series
Destiny Bay-Forever Yours
Book 1-My Little Runaway
Book 2-Wife For a Night
Book 3-Too Scared to Breathe
Book 4-Make Believe Wife
Book 5-Promoted to Wife
Book 6-Not the Marrying Kind
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The night I died was still and cool - the weird cool that L.A. surprises you with mid-fall, when you’re still running the A.C. in the car during the day. A dewy condensation sparkled off the side-mirrors of the cars parked on either side of the street, crowding together as if to keep warm. I’m a parallel parker nonpareil, so there was barely room for breath between my little Honda and the Prius in front of it, license plate “GRNBB.
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