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Once inside, she refused to go to bed and instead settled on the couch He sat with her He rubbed his palet comfortable, he jumped to his feet He started to pace

He had questions, lots of questions But he didn’t know if noas the right time to ask them In fact, it probably wasn’t the ti over the hardwood floor

“Ask me,” she said

He stopped and turned to her “What?”

“You want to ask o ahead And yes, the baby is yours”

“How long have you known?” His gaze searched hers as though he could tell if she was lying or not

“I didn’t I swear I just found out when you did”

He raked his fingers through his hair “This It changes everything”

She glanced down, s out a nonexistent wrinkle in her blouse “I don’t want it to sway your decision”

“What decision?” Was she referring to their relationship? Or had she already skipped ahead tohappily ever after? Because that had never crossed his mind Well, not really Maybe once or twice But that was it

Frown lines etched her eyes “I don’t want you to keep the estate out of a sense of obligation”

He didn’t say anything Once more he started to pace He had a lot to think over before they continued this discussion There was so much to consider

“Enzo, I’m sorry”

He stopped His gaze sought out hers “Sorry for what?”

“For further co your life”