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I paused. “Or counseling. I’ve heard that helps people a lot.”

He frowned. “Counseling is for people who are much worse off than me and Allison.”

“I wouldn't be so sure about that.”

He paused. “What? You think we’re worse off than I think?”

“No, Mike. I just think you two could really benefit from an unbiased party listening and peering into your relationship. That’s all.”

“I don’t know, dude.?

?

“Why not? If you love her, which I know you do, why not pull out all the stops and see if you guys can fight for this?”

“I am fighting, Clint.”

I shrugged. “Is sitting in silence and not speaking your mind really fighting, though, Mike?”

He stared at me for a long time before he finally nodded.

“I’ll consider it. How does that sound?” he asked.

I grinned. “Sounds better than sitting in silence and torturing yourself.”

He snickered. “You’re damn right it does.”

I picked up my brush. “All right. Ready to get this done? It’s the last thing we need to do before move-in day.”

He picked up his brush, too. “Let’s knock this out and get some food. I’m starving.”

“Steaks. On me. So don’t fuck it up.”

“When free food is involved? I never fuck it up.”

5

Rae

Knock, knock, knock. “Rae?”

I felt my heart hammering in my knees. “Yeah, Robyn?”

“You okay in there? You’ve been in the bathroom for ten minutes now.”

I swallowed hard. “Okay.”

I heard the doorknob jiggle. “Can you let me in?”

My mouth ran dry. I kept blinking, thinking that the test might change. Or that I might wake up. Or that I was having a stroke and would suddenly appear in the hospital. I reached toward the pregnancy test and picked it up. I held it to my face, making damn sure I didn’t misinterpret any of the water marks.

But there was no mistaking it.

I’m pregnant?

“Rae. Please, let me in.”

I reached for the bathroom door. “Sorry. Come on in.”


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