“Okay, we’ll have dinner with your parents.”
“What about your parents?”
“It’s a long way for them to come for dinner.”
He managed a wry smile. “Don’t you think I should meet them?”
“Maybe not,” she teased. “Because they already know I’m pregnant.”
“Then they should also know that I want to marry you.”
“I thought we’d agreed that wasn’t a good idea.”
“You said it wasn’t a good idea, then we spent some time together in bed, proving that it is, in fact, a very good idea.”
“That is definitely my cue to be going.”
“Or you could stay.”
She shook her head. “If I stay, we’re both going to start thinking that this is something it’s not.”
“What do you think it isn’t?” he challenged.
“A relationship.”
He hung his coat on a hook. “We’ve had sex, we’re having a baby, but we don’t have a relationship?”
“We’ve spent the past four months in different states,” she reminded him. “Does that sound like a relationship to you?”
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