Taryn
Taryn lay on her bed, feeling sick like never before. Damn morning sickness.
The only thing that got her through the pain and the nausea was the fact that Taylor Hanson was the father. And he was going to be there for his child. And for her. After all, she was going to want a big family.
The press had been hounding her day and night since she'd told everyone, but right now, she was exhausted.
Zada was progressing well with Zac. Well she had been... until he'd escaped. Zada still had no idea who'd let him go, but Taryn knew it was Isis. She wasn't going to say though, let stupid Zada work it out for herself.
Like she could.
Taryn grinned evilly to herself then jumped up and ran for the toilet.
"Stupid baby... once I'm married to Taylor, I'll get a Nanny."