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"Absolutely It’s not at all iet you so all this You want a pill you can take while breast-feeding? Can I hook you up with a diaphraght?"

Vanni sht about it "Yes IUD please"

"Let’s go over the models," Mel said Then she smiled "By the way, you’re all cleared for intercourse Should you find…"

Vanni laughed "Thanks," she said

"You have good judgment Make sure there’s a condom involved We don’t want the transood taste"

There was a man on Vanessa’sMatt for help and blessings Matt’s best friend; her best friend Paul

He spenther, spending Christmas away from his parents, brothers and their fa about Matt, lost in hours of sentith, she’d never have gotten through the worst of it He was her rock

Her relationship with Paul went back h they beca ago when she ht her eye He was so tall, his legs so long and hands so big, it was hard for him not to stand out in a crowd There was that willful, sandy hair that had to be kept short because it would defy any kind of styling Not that Paul was the kind of man to fuss with his hair--it was obvious even from a distance that he stuck to basics It was his masculinity she noticed; he looked like a lu smile; one tooth in front was just a little crooked and he had a dimple on the left cheek Heavy brown brows, deep chocolate eyes--details she discovered a bit later, of course She hadn’t even noticed Matt…

But it was Matt who put the rush on her, swept her off her feet,back, shy and silent, Matt charmed her to her very bones And shortly after the charm, he made her desire him madly, love him deeply He was hardly a consolation prize--he was one of the best men in the world And a devoted husband, so in love with her

She loved Paul before Matt’s death, grew to love him more deeply afterward When little Mattie was born, she said to Paul, "I will never love anyone but Matt" But as the weeks passed she realized that she didn’t have to stop loving Matt any more than Paul should Matt would be with thes that Paul should step in now But there was no indication fro more than a special friendship She had no doubt that Paul loved her, loved little Matt, but it didn’t appear to be the kind of love that could warhts

She’d called him several times since he’d returned to Grants Pass; polite and entertaining conversations about the baby, the town and his friends here, about her dad and brother, even soained a pound and a half already," she told hied so much"

"Who does he look like?" Paul asked "Is his hair still dark or does he have a patch of fire on his head, like his mom?"

"Still just a little Matt," she said "I want you to see hiet down there"