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“So how does knowing the sex of the baby in your lifelong plan change anything?” Craig asked, as though finishing her thought

She thought about the question It was one she hadn’t asked herself One Angie hadn’t even touched on Maybe because it was irrelevant How did knowing the sex change things?

It didn’t really Just “Ither drea to life So that wouldn’t be the cause of the tension Would it?

As tension started to seep into her, she looked over at hi to knoas real, too That he was there as a donor, but also as her friend

Needing to kno he seemed to know her so well Or at least read her well

“I’ to happen”

“Why?”

“Because if I believe and then so”

She was scared to death to believe she was really going to have a family of her own To believe that healthy love would live in her home

Because she was scared to death she couldn’t ever have that—a healthy, loving hos were for other people Not her

Their faces were so close, their h either of theht, no plan, no warning before she leaned just enough to close that distance Her lips touched his lightly Tentatively For a brief second heher body with an ache it had never known, and she jerked back

“The baby’s not viable yet,” she blurted loudly what she’d only been acknowledging to herself Needing to pretend that she hadn’t just done what she had Needing hih it hadn’t happened They didn’t need thiscouldn’t chance ruining what they were building for the baby by letting sexual attraction get involved “I don’t want to believe” She had to stop to catch her breath, to focus on what she was saying and not on him “To name him, to fall in love, until I know the baby is viable” That was it And it made perfect sense

At least so did

“You think you haven’t already fallen in love?”

He wasn’t s, but his expression was kind as he looked at her, and then at the hands she’d unconsciously placed on her stoo