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She felt the weight of the angel skin coral beads around her neck, Brady’s wedding gift to her before their honeymoon cruise People had died on that ship Brady had saved lives He’d saved her life She’d loved hi?

“Yuki? What is it?”

“I miss you, Brady We never talk anymore,” she said “We need to talk”

Brady srabbed her hand, and said, “Aw Thanks for the sneaky heads-up on your birthday I’ll be sure to send flowers next week”

Yuki thought, He doesn’t get it Or he doesn’t feel the same way Or he doesn’t want to open up All of that was possible All of that was painful

Their waitresswater with a slice of leht away She had told Claire that neither she nor Brady liked to talk about squishy feelings, but hell, an uncomfortable talk was not just necessary, it was overdue

Bolstered by tequila, Yuki took the plunge—again

“It feels like we’re losing each other,” she said

“I’ht here,” said Brady “Scooch over”

She slid toward hi both of his ar his chin on the top of her head and saying, “What brought this on? Oh, I get it”

He pulled back to look into her face

“This is about your birthday And now you’re thinking about having a baby?”

Yuki leaned against Brady’s chest, slipped her fingers between his shirt buttons

“No,” she said, “no, this isn’t about a baby Not now”

“Okay, good What is it, then?” her husband asked