I have to tell him about the baby before this goes any further. “Can I think about it?” I whisper instead, taking the cowardly route. A muscle ticks in his jaw, and I can tell he doesn’t like that answer. He wants a definitive yes or no right now, but I can’t give him that. Still, after a long pause, he gives me one sharp nod. “That’s fine,” he says sharply, but then his voice lowers. “Just don’t keep me waiting too long. I’m not known for my patience.” I nod numbly, my mind spinning as my heart pounds against my ribs. I’m struck again by how little I know about him, by the danger he radiates.
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