“Yeah? You want to know why I was going to leave, Ben?” His shoulders stiffen. “Because I’m in love with you and I want to have your broody-babies and make you pot roast. That’s why! What do you think about that?” “I love pot roast.” his voice is deeper than I’ve ever heard it. “Are you deaf?! I just said I love you and I want to have your baby-lotion, broody babies.”
