II can feel anger pulsing through my veins as Lucky pushes past me to wrap his arms around Dillon's throat. Part of my brain tells me to stop the altercation, but the irrational part of me wins out. I can hear Nikolas and Elizabeth come up behind me, yelling at Lucky to stop. Georgie is standing in the middle of my family, gawking at the scene unfolding around her.

"What is going on here?" Nikolas demands.

Lucky throws Dillon against a wall, using his strong arm to hold him in place. "He was kissing Georgie. He was kissing her in the room he plans to raise my niece or nephew in."

Before I know it, Nikolas is on Dillon, yelling angry threats in face. Liz glances at me and realizes that I'm not going to do anything about it. "Guys, stop, let him go. Lu, tell them to let him go."

"Lucky, put him down," I state plainly, completely disconnected from the situation.

"Lu, I can explain," Dillon cries as he pushes past my brothers. I stare at him blankly, his words going in one ear and out the other. "She just showed up here. I tried to get her to leave, but she wouldn't go until she had a tour of the house. When we got up here, she cornered me and started kissing me."

"And you couldn't stop her?" I ask hoarsely. "Dillon, how could you do this? How could you let this happen? I'm so angry and hurt that I'm numb."

Dillon opens and closes his mouth several times, the words failing to come. "There's nothing I can say to make this right. It shouldn't have happened. I didn't pursue it, but I didn't stop it either. I just hope that you know that it doesn't matter, she doesn't matter to me like that anymore. I love you, you're my life now."

"Maybe we should give them some privacy," Elizabeth suggests.

Lucky and Nikolas look at me. "What do you want?" Nikolas asks.

"Don't go, not yet," I reply. "You haven't even said what I need to hear most."

"What haven't I said?"

"Well, you could start with 'I'm sorry' and follow it up with some persistent begging," Lucky declares.

"I guess I'll go. Thanks for the tour, Dillon," Georgie remarks smartly.

"Not so fast, Ms. Jones," Elizabeth chimes in, stepping in front of the door to block her path. "You did this on purpose. Why would you do something like that?"

"She took Dillon from me to start with. He's my husband, and now, he's making a life with her and their child. I didn't do anything wrong, I was just trying to even up the playing field," Georgie says hotly.

Liz grimaces and shakes her head. "I can't believe you are Mac and Felicia's daughter. I know that they raised you better than this. In what world do two wrongs make a right? I know that Lulu did something horrible to you, and I understand your anger toward her. But Dillon chose her, and there is nothing you can do to change that. He forgave her."

"Look, I was just looking for revenge, and I got it."

"So, you did this purely out of spite?" I ask.

"How is that any different from what you did?" she inquires.

"I did it because I was in love with Dillon," I reply. "You did it because you hate me. I may not like you, but I would never have done this just to hurt you. I tried to apologize, I've tried to make this right. I'm done trying, I'm done apologizing and I'm done with you."

"Idle threats will get you no where, Lesley Lu," Georgie taunts.

"But they will get you somewhere, Georgie," Dillon replies hatefully. "Get out of our house."

She leaves in a huff, stomping down the stairs and slamming the door behind her. My brothers and Elizabeth stand beside me awkwardly, shifting from one foot to the other, waiting for me to tell them what to do next. "Can you give us a minute?"

"Sure, we'll go start unpacking the kitchen," Elizabeth tells me. Lucky shoots Dillon a dark look before throwing me a reassuring smile. Nikolas squeezes my hand on the way by, and we're alone again.

"I'm sorry."

"Not good enough, Dillon."

"What can I do to make you believe me?"

"Tell me how I am supposed to trust you, Dillon. How are we going to raise a child together if I can't?"

"You can trust me, Lulu. You have to, you have to find a way. I am in love with you. I want to spend my life with you."

"This is it, Dillon. This is our moment of truth. This is my life, this is all I have. Can you imagine what it would be like to find me kissing another man in the middle of our baby's room on the day we're moving in together? We were supposed to start our new life as a family today, and you've ruined that. I was so excited, but you managed to break my heart."

Tears have started to roll down Dillon's tanned face. "Please, you have to forgive me," he pleads. "You have to forgive me, you have to forgive me." I watch as he crumples to the floor, his body racked with sobs.

Waiting a beat, I drop to my knees and take him in my arms. As angry as I am, I cannot stand by and watch the man I love fall apart like this. His green eyes peer up at me anxiously, trying to read the emotion in my eyes. "I forgive you. This one time, I will forgive you, but if you ever do it again, I'm gone. I will leave you."

"It will never happen again," he promises, burying his face in my hair.

"I hate her, Dillon. I know that I shouldn't, but I do. Is this how our life is going to be? Am I always going to have to wonder if she's going to pop up and try to ruin our lives?"

"She can try all she wants, Lu, but I won't let her do this again."

"Promise?" I whisper.

"Promise," he whispers back before kissing me.

Brushing away his tears with my knuckles, I press my forehead against his once we have pulled apart. "Let's go down and help. Who knows where Lucky will put everything!"

Taking my hand, Dillon leads me down the stairs. He pauses at the foot of the landing to place a gentle kiss on my lips before heading into the kitchen. Elizabeth looks up at me expectantly while Nikolas clears his throat nervously. Only Lucky seems unaffected, humming to himself as he stacks the deep red plates in the cabinet.

"Hey," Dillon says to the room. "I just want to apologize to you all for what happened."

"You don't have to apologize to us, just our sister," Nikolas counters.

"He has, he did," I tell them. "I forgave him, so you can too."

"Fine, but if you do it again, I will kill you," Lucky vows. "I'm dead serious, too."

"So, um, let's get to unpacking," Liz tries. The tension is noticeable but not insurmountable.

"Actually, I have a gift first," Lucky announces.

"You do?" I inquire.

"Yes, it was a surprise. No one knew about it, not even Liz. C'mon," he says, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the deck. Sitting in the middle of the cedar porch, I see the most beautiful white wicker bassinet.

"Oh, Lucky," I cry. "It's beautiful."

"Mom used this when you were a baby. Grandma Lesley had it stored up in the attic, so when I remembered it a few days ago, I went up and got it."

"Thank you so much," I whisper, hugging him tightly.

"There's more," Nikolas says from behind me. I turn around to see him pushing out an old-fashioned baby carriage. With stainless steel hardware and a gauzy white sunshade, it's absolutely what I had envisioned for my child.

"Nikolas, what have you done?"

"So you love it?"

"Absolutely, I love it. I love you guys," I gush, embracing them both.

"What about me?" Elizabeth chimes in, joining us on the deck with a small parcel in her hand. "Here, this is from Cam and me." Pulling away the tissue blanket, I find a soft cashmere blanket. "I made it on my breaks from the hospital."

"It's perfect, Liz. Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"It looks like we have the makings of a very nice nursery," I tell Dillon as he walks over and wraps his arm around my waist. Resting my head on his shoulder, I beam at my siblings. "I have the best brothers and the most amazing sister."

"You'll get no arguments from me," Dillon remarks.

"Me neither," Liz adds with a laugh.

"Our baby is going to have the most amazing family," I retort.

"Your what?" my father's voice bellows from behind me.

How does this keep happening to me? I wonder silently. So much for my plan! What am I going to do now? There's no way I can talk my way out of this one. Oh, screw it. "Dad, I'm pregnant."