His eyes return to mine. “I respect your timing, Mollie. I’d never push you to do something you weren’t ready for. But if we did make a baby?” His Adam’s apple bobs. “Honey, I’d marry the shit out of you. Not because it’s the right thing to do, but because I’m in love with you.” I blink, my eyes bulging. Maybe that’s why they fill with tears all over again so quickly. The timing couldn’t be worse.
Fuck
