need it to stay that way,” he whispered, giving my hand a squeeze. “It’s important to me.” Desperately fighting down the urge I had to climb onto the bed and hold him, I stood up and hovered close instead. “You’re important to us.” Leaning down, I pressed a lingering kiss to his clammy forehead. “You’re everything to us.” “I want the baby, queen.” Sniffling, I nodded. “I know, stud.” “I heard the heartbeat.” “Yeah, you did.” “It’s really in there.” “Uh-huh.” “We made a baby.” “Yeah, Joe, we did.” “I’m scared.” “I know you are. It’s okay.” “When can I get out of here, Aoife?”
