"You should go back to the U.S.A.," Autumn Shelby said slowly, her eyes fixed on him. "Take the baby and go back to the U.S.A."
Sierra Sutton never imagined that after seeing the baby, her first words wouldn't be to ask if the child was all right, or if he was all right, but to tell them to go back to the U.S.A.
His heart was in turmoil, but his expression remained as serene as still water, his eyes unable to hide his deep affection.
"And you?" he asked, refusing to give up, even though he had a sinking feeling he already knew the answer. "When are you planning to come back and join us?"
Just as he'd expected, Autumn Shelby looked at him and gave a slight, careless smile. "Me? I don't know. I'm not sure. It's uncertain."
"Why?" Sierra Sutton asked, slowly walking toward her. "Didn't you say you only came back for something minor? Could something 'minor' really take three or four months to resolve?"
