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She wanted to tell hinant, they were But she knew that wasn’t true; nant in TV sit-coms, where they were always thrilled to find out they were on their way to beco fathers

This was real life, and she knew, firsthand, how that went

“I don’t like your hotel room”

“You haven’t seen it”

“Of course I saw it Just yesterday”

“Caldwellat—”

“I don’t care where you’re staying I don’t want to go there”

Caleb raised an eyebrow “What is this, a turf war?”

“Of course not,” she said quickly—except … it was

No as she going to give hie

“Fine,” he said grio to your place”

The scene of the criht, and felt a rush of color flood her face

“We can talk here I mean, we don’t haveto ask anything of you or—”

His hands closed on her elbows and he raised her to her toes New Yorkers, whose day-to-day survival skills , flowed around them like water around a boulder in a stream

“This isn’t about you or me,” he said, each word clipped “It’s about this—this situation we created”