“There is no ‘our future’, Colton. You’re leaving as soon as the school year is over. You’re going pro, while I—” “Come with me,” I interrupt her, and her jaw drops. Her eyes go round as she gawks at me in bewilderment. “You can transfer to another college. Or just skip a year until our baby is old enough—” “What makes you think I’m going to do that?” I take a step closer, taking her chin between my fingers. “Because I know you.”
