“I know. That’s why I was totally unprepared. She’s beautiful and sweet and—and that’s the last thing I thought she would do. And I was weak. I took what she offered.”
There was silence around the table for several minutes. Then Tommie said, “Now what?”
“I’m willing to marry her. I’m certainly not going to ignore my responsibilities. And I want to play a role in my sons’ lives. But I’m afraid she’ll turn me down and refuse to let me have anything to do with the pregnancy if I confront her now.”
“Do you love her?” Tommie asked sharply.
“I respect her, and I like her, too. I can’t say I’m in love with her,” he said, being as honest as he could.
Tommie jumped up from her chair before her husband could stop her and started pacing the floor, her arms wrapped around her middle.
“Tommie?” Pete called softly.
She spun around and glared at him. “What?”
“What are you thinking?”
“I’m thinking about poor Teresa. She won’t accept an offer like that, based on him wanting his sons and agreeing to take Teresa, too. And I don’t want her to. I want her to have what we have, a marriage filled with love.”
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