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The next morning, Ivy rose early and led the beach walk for the spa guests who had arrived, and Shelly taught a relaxing yoga class. Piper slept in, and Ivy figured she was still feeling quite shaken from her emergency landing.
Afterward returning, Ivy met Shelly in the kitchen. “How was yoga?”
“A little modified to allow for my extra guest,” Shelly replied, tracing a circle on her belly. “But it felt good to stretch and breathe. Especially after a full night’s sleep. Except for a few punches in the middle of the night from junior.”
Ivy laughed as she arranged muffins in a cloth-lined basket. Shelly still wasn’t letting on if the baby was a girl or a boy, but she’d given up trying to coax that information from her. “Enjoy those uninterrupted nights of rest while you can.”
“I decided
