“I can take it off if it makes you uncomfortable. I didn’t even think.” I glance over my shoulder at the pewter circle adhered to the door. For some reason, that one little touch feels monumental somehow. It’s endearing to think he planned that far ahead. “No, that’s fine. You should keep it up for when you do have babies.” He snorts at that. “I think that ship has probably sailed.” “Why?” “I’m forty and a bachelor. And I’m not sure if you noticed, but I’m not exactly great company these days. The thought of wading back into the dating world is exhausting and daunting. The clock is ticking,
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