Shy Deer Steppes tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow

Her eyes and smile lit at the coincidence. Funny, indeed. As if there was some sort of divine connection between the two. 

And as for the rest—

I will. . .make the most of my time here, she promised, albeit blandly. But her gaze twinkled, and the left corner of her cheek tucked tightly inward. She meant mischief. Oh, Grandmama. I cannot believe you're here!

And expecting! Her eyes lit briefly upon the dark belly before returning to Easy's face. Who's the father? she asked baldly, cocking her head.