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chef was putting the finishing touches on our lunch. There were probably some three star Michelin rated restaurants whose kitchens weren’t as big as this one. However, as we sat at a small round table in the kitchen nook, the enormous room became cozy and intimate.
    The chef placed the dishes in front of us, roasted slices of prime rib with asparagus, mushrooms, and onions on the side. It smelled delicious and tasted even better. “This is, hands down, one of the best meals I’ve had in a long time,” I said.
    “I’ll give Henri your compliments.” Andrew winked. “Since he’s going to be preparing all of the meals while you’re here, I’m glad you like him.”
    “With food like this, I’ll probably want to stay here barefoot and pregnant forever.” As soon as I’d uttered the words, I wanted to snatch them back, realizing how crass they sounded. “I’m sorry, Andrew. This isn’t a joking matter. I didn’t mean ─”
    He covered my hand with his own to silence me. “Ryanna, it’s okay. Actually, I’m glad you’re showing me your sense of humor. It means you’re feeling more comfortable around me. This is a new situation for the both of us, so a sense of humor will come in handy.”
    I nodded in agreement and sighed with relief at the same time. “I crack dumb jokes when I’m nervous, but I know having a baby is a serious thing.”
    “I’m a little nervous too.” He squeezed my hand tighter. “But I want a child very much, and I know you’ll make a great mother. We’ll get through this together.”
    How do you know I’ll be a great mother? I wanted to ask, but didn’t want to make the mood any heavier than it already was. Hard questions could be answered later, not over a light getting-to-know-you lunch.
    Hard questions should be answered now before you make a baby , my subconscious insisted. I pushed the warning voice to the back of my mind. Contracts had been signed, so it was too late to back out now, even if I wanted to.

CHAPTER FOUR
     
    After we finished our lunch, Andrew led me up an elaborate staircase, complete with wrought iron railings, to my “wing,” where I’d be staying.
    “It’s actually more like a suite of rooms,” he explained. “Of course, you have the run of the house, and I hope you take the time to explore it. But for now, I thought you’d feel more comfortable if you had a space to call your own.”
    I silently agreed. Andrew had gone out of his way to make me feel at home, but we were, in fact, still strangers. Having my own set of rooms would help me adjust.
    However, Andrew’s taking my hand in his as we walked down yet another long corridor felt like the most natural thing in the world. The warmth created by the touching of our palms reassured me. Perhaps this arrangement, though weird, could actually work.
    We finally arrived and Andrew opened the door to one of the most gorgeous rooms I’d ever seen. In contrast to the distinctly masculine feel of his man cave, this room had a more modern touch that was feminine without being too precious. Huge French windows let in lots of light that created an airy aura.
    My feet seemed to sink into the plush carpeting as we entered. The cushions of the mauve sofa were the softest I’d ever touched. The room seemed more appropriate for visiting royalty than a random chick Andrew wanted to knock up.
    “It’s so beautiful,” I said, my voice full of emotion.
    “I’m glad you like it.” Andrew interlocked the fingers of his hand with mine. “This is just one of your rooms. Come, let me show you the others.”
    The rest of the rooms were just as exquisitely decorated and furnished as the first. I couldn’t imagine who I would entertain at the cherry wood dining table that easily seated ten, but I liked looking at it all the same.
    We reached the bedroom at last. A huge sleigh bed covered with fluffy pillows that matched the gray and blue palette decor immediately caught my attention. “That looks like a bed