Call it shock, insanity, or cosmic irony. Whatever it was, Miranda couldn't contain herself. Laughter bubbled up from deep within her chest, spilling out uncontrollably.
"This isn't funny, Miranda!" Suzanne's face contorted into a wounded pout.
Her cousin's indignation only fueled Miranda's hysterical amusement. "Oh, but it absolutely is," she managed between fits of laughter.
Miranda caught sight of Ben materializing behind Suzanne like a silent sentinel. With a subtle shake of her head, she signaled him to hold back. The security man understood immediately, remaining motionless but vigilant. Miranda had no doubt that if Suzanne made any threatening move, Ben would have her pinned against the wall in seconds.
Wiping tears from her eyes, Miranda resumed packing with renewed focus. "So, let me take a wild guess. The baby is Ryan's... or are you planning to convince him it's his regardless?"
