Ronnie dropped her workbag on the counter and slumped into one of the bar stools lining her mother's counter. It was later than she normally got home because a few of the teachers had decided to go out for drinks. If it weren't for the small bump that was now starting to show in her fifth month she would have gladly drowned her sorrows in booze. Since she had left North Carolina she hadn't been able to sleep because Will's face haunted her dreams. She also had let the last two months go by without talking to Will about his proposal for her to move in with him. The teacher who had been on maternity leave had decided to become a stay at home mom, which left Ronnie, bound to the school.

"Jonah, I don't want Ella and you alone in your room with the door closed," her mother called down the hallway.

Jonah, who was now a sophomore in high school, came into the kitchen with a half eaten tray of nachos in his hands. When he wasn't slouching he towered over Ronnie standing at six feet tall. "We weren't doing anything. Relax."

Their mother sent Jonah a look that stopped him in his tracks. "I was young once. I know what happens behind closed doors."

"Yeah, we wouldn't want you to create this mess," Ronnie joked pointing at her rounded belly.

"Don't worry. I will leave that for you and your ex-husband," Jonah put an emphasis on the word ex.

Ronnie's eyes narrowed to slits hoping he would get the picture. It's not as if they had gotten pregnant on purpose. It just happened. One minute she was fighting with him and the next she knew she was on the bed enjoying what he was doing to her body. She had almost forgotten about all they had been through and the divorce she wanted.

"None of your business young man," their mother scolded. "Why don't you wash your hands and then set the table. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes."

"None of my business, indeed," Jonah mumbled walking back to his room.

Ronnie almost felt bad for him. Jonah had been close to Will ever since the summer their dad died but with the divorce Will hadn't called to check in. It had been Will who had acted like a stand in father to Jonah. When they were living in New York, Jonah had spent a bunch of time at their house. He would spend the weekend or just hang out.

"He misses him," her mother commented.

"I didn't tell him he couldn't talk to Jonah," Ronnie argued. Leaning forward in her chair she rubbed her lower back feeling the strain of carrying the extra pounds on her. Will would be proud of how far she had come in gaining weight. According to her doctor, she had reached a normal weight for someone her height and age, last week. "Why can't he pick up the phone and call Will?"

"I think deep down he is afraid Will would reject him now that you aren't married."

"Will wouldn't do that."

Her mother shrugged and turned back to her meatloaf. The whole room was filled with smells that were driving Ronnie crazy. Even meat, which she never liked to eat, smelled good to her. The cutting board sitting right in front of her carried raw carrots and Ronnie popped a few in her mouth.

"Thanks so much for having me over for dinner Ms. Kim," Ella swept into the room with Jonah dragging behind her. Jonah's girlfriend was everything Ronnie wasn't in high school. Ronnie had been dark and rough around the edges. Ella on the other hand looked as if she just stepped out of a fashion magazine. There wasn't a blond strand of her hair out of place and her clothes were clean cut over her petite body.

"You are welcome," Kim placed the meatloaf and side dishes on the table before motioning everyone to sit. The dinner passed quickly with small talk filling the room. Ronnie rested her head on the back of the chair and closed her eyes thinking that the day had been perfect. She lived for moments like this when the family could gather together. She only felt one pang or regret over the fact that Will wasn't there to enjoy it with them. Lightly shaking her head, she tried to clear the thought knowing it wasn't right to think this about her ex-husband.

"Why don't you kids go finish your homework? Ronnie and I can handle the dishes."

"Are you sure," Ella asked.

"Yeah, what is one more hour on these swollen feet," Ronnie answered sarcastically. Lifting herself out of the chair she grabbed Ella's dish and placed it over hers.

Ella smiled and wrapped her arms around Jonah's neck. "I have to leave soon anyways. Algebra, here we come."

Ronnie chuckled as Jonah carried Ella out on his back. "I like her."

"Me too," her mother answered while cleaning up the table. "I can handle the dishes if you need to get off your feet."

"That's okay. It shouldn't take long."

Ronnie filled the dishwasher trying to keep her mind on the here and now instead of the future. In four months she would have a baby to take care of by herself.

"Why are you so quiet tonight," her mom asked. When Ronnie stood up her mother wrapped her in her arms. The tears silently fell from her eyes making her angry at her pregnant hormones.

"I chose to divorce Will. I wanted this. So why is it so hard?"

"You and Will went through a lot when Emma died. I can't blame you for what you did but if it is a mistake there is no shame in admitting it."

Ronnie shook her head and wiped the tears from her cheeks. "You went through a divorce. Is this normal? Or am I just a slave to these hormones?"

Kim placed her hand on Ronnie's back and guided her to the couch. "It's not my place to butt in but I am going to give you motherly advice. Call Will and tell him you are going to move back in with him. If something happens, great. If nothing happens, great. Either way he deserves to be there for the birth of your child. This will also give you time to figure out what you want."

Will sat in the corner booth of Rosette's sifting through the mountain of paperwork he had yet to finish. He could have easily finished the work at home but the place was too quiet. As it is, he had already resigned himself to sleeping on the couch in his office. That was also the reason why he was sitting in Rosette's on a Friday night where the tourists lining the bar were louder than college football fans on a winning night.

Dropping his pen on the table, Will rubbed his eyes trying to clear the fog that was settling on his brain. The last two months with no word from Ronnie kept Will's nerves on edge. It also did nothing for his acid reflux issues.

"Here we are, your quesadillas with extra sour cream. Is there anything else I can get for you?" His waitress dropped the steaming plate in front of him as he moved his papers.

"No, thanks Gretchen."

The waitress smiled at him," anything for my favorite customer."

Will smirked as she walked away. Lifting a triangle to his mouth he took a bite savoring the taste. He hadn't been able to eat lunch that day because of a meeting that ran long and his stomach was more than happy for the sustenance. He couldn't stop himself when a moan broke from his lips.

"I'll have what he's having." Will heard the comment and turned to see a petite girl sitting in the booth behind him. "When Harry Met Sally?"

"I never saw it."

"That's a shame," she commented while sweeping a strand of her sandy blond hair from her face. Will couldn't help but notice her tan skin that had a tinge of pink most likely from a day in the sun. "Are you alone tonight?"

Will briefly glanced at the clutter that had accumulated on the table. It seemed as if he was always alone. Counting the days he could accurately say he had been alone five months, three days, and some odd minutes. "My work seems to follow me wherever I go; which makes me bad company."

The girl stood to her feet and moved to take the seat across from Will. "I'm Annie," she offered him her hand.

"Will, nice to meet you," he shook her hand noticing how soft it was and a smile lit her face creating a sparkle in her eyes that captivated him. "Don't tell me you're alone too?"

Annie shook her head," See those girls over there talking to those guys in suits that look like they are in their mid-thirties? They have daddy issues. Well, we are here on break."

"You go to the university?"

"Yeah, I'm trying to get my degree in nursing." He watched Annie who seemed to be interested in the papers in front of him. It would have seemed nosy for anyone else but somehow she seemed to come across as innocent. "What do you do that keeps you so busy? You're not a lawyer are you? You don't act like it."

"No," Will chuckled. "I'm the CFO for Blakelee brakes."

"Wow, a big wig."

Will wasn't sure but it seemed as if she was flirting with him. The feeling was odd since he had been with Ronnie for so long. She was beautiful with her sparkly green eyes and the figure of a personal trainer. "So, hitting on guys isn't your thing," he asked stealing a glance towards her friends.

"I don't know. I was trying to put my moves on you but it doesn't seem to be working."

Will leaned back in the booth and clasped his hands behind his head. He had to admit he was enjoying their banter. It had been too long since he had flirted. Ronnie had loved his playful side and through their good years they had kept their relationship fun and playful. "Is that what you were doing?"

"Oh, now that hurts." Annie stood to her feet showing off her shapely legs to Will. "I have to stop my friends from doing something stupid so I am going to leave you my number and tell you I hope you call me. Maybe we can get together before I go back to school."

Will drove home that night with a smile on his face. This was the first time since his divorce that he had felt like things were going to be okay. He may have a baby on the way and an ex-wife that haunted his dreams but he got a glimpse of what the future could hold. As hard as it was he could move on and be happy.

The center console in his BMW lit up showing that he had a message on his phone. He didn't remember it ringing but with the volume in the restaurant he wasn't surprised that he hadn't heard it. Pushing the buttons he placed the phone against his ear surprised to hear Ronnie's voice.

"Hey, Will, it's Ronnie. I'm sorry I haven't called but the lady I was subbing for decided she didn't want to come back to work so I have been filling in till they find a new teacher. I've been thinking about what you said before I left and I think you are right. It would be a good idea for me to move in with you… Obviously if the offer still stands…If it doesn't I totally understand…Well, if you could give me a call back I'd appreciate it."

Will turned the phone off feeling the smile fade from his face.

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