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Two lines. That was what the test showed, and that was what Gabriel was having trouble believing.
“When? Why?”
“The day we played truth or dare, I think…? This was the second cycle I missed; the math adds up.” There was worry in her voice and in the way she chewed on her bottom lip. “Is this...okay with you?”
He kicked himself for not responding sooner, but he supposed shock was a thing.
“Of course, my love. Come here.” He drew her into his chest and she melted against him.
“I was afraid you’d be mad.”
“What? Hell no. It’s my fault as much as yours. I’m happy. I’m so happy. I’m just a little...surprised. I know we didn’t plan it, but I’d like to think one day we might have….”
“...Yes. It’s just a little unexpected.” She let out a tiny laugh. “Halloween baby,” she said.
He pursed his lips. “Well, technically it would be born in May. I think.”
“We’ll have to buy it a little pumpkin suit.”
“If you say so,” he said, and smiled into her hair.