‘Do you want kids?’ he asked. ‘God, no,’ she blurted out and then immediately felt awful for her reaction. ‘Sorry,’ she winced. ‘I mean, kids are wonderful, I just never really pictured myself as a mom… What about you?’ she went on, feeling braver in the dark. ‘Did you always want to be a dad?’ ‘God, no,’ he echoed her, with a wry smile, meeting Iris’s eye across the hall. ‘But here I am.’
