“Hello.” “Tess, it’s Marie. Are you okay?” “I’m fine, why?” “Lukas told me you were sick.” Tess felt her cheeks redden. “Yeah, I threw up on him. I’m so embarrassed. But I think it’s just morning sickness.” “You threw up on him?” “Yeah. Not one of my best moments.” “What’d he do?” “Put me to bed, cleaned the mess, and put my clothes in the wash.” “You’re going to keep him, right? Not many men would do that.”
