“I want that with you. Only you.” “I was so afraid to tell you. I didn’t want you to think I was trying to trap you. That night, it was all on me, and I truly never thought about it until it was too late. But now—” She stops and closes her eyes. “Now we look at the tests.” Her eyes fly open. “It’s time?” “Yeah, Reags, it’s time. You want to look first?” “No. We look together.” Slowly, she turns in my arms, and I peer over her shoulder. I feel her shoulders shaking as I try to process what I’m seeing. Yes. Positive. Pregnant. We’re having a baby.
