She would have let him do it this time, but she would have been resistant to the idea. Zoe was someone who preferred to stand on her own two feet; it was one of the things she and Victor had in common. One of the things she and Hadyn had in common, too.

"Nothing I can do about it," she said. She laughed a little, though it was soft and almost sounded as much like a hiccup as a laugh. "Or he'll try to keep me on bedrest for weeks." It hadn't yet occurred to her that she probably would be heavily encouraged not to go straight into work in the morning.