“It has risks.” He steps back, a divot of worry appearing in his brow. “Too big, in my opinion.” Of course he thinks that. “Like what?” “Early labor for one thing.” His hands drop to my belly. “As much as I want you to have some relief, I’m not comfortable with the risk.” I gawk at him, the anger rising. “Oh, you’re not comfortable? Then heaven for-fucking-fend!” I glance over, realizing my outburst has caught his brothers’ attention. “You hear that, guys? Lex is uncomfortable.”
