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“I know it is,” he says.

“How?” I ask.

“Claire told me.”

“What else did Claire say?”

“It doesn’t matter, just that it was a boy and Abbie is having a girl.”

I nod liking the thought of having a son.

“I won’t take him from you Lora, I never should have said that.”

I nod, not really believing him. He says that now, but what happens when he gets angry again, he now has the perfect ammunition to hurt me, use our son against me.

“Don’t think that, I won’t take him from you,” he says, moving my hair from my face. He pulls me closer.

“I know you don’t believe me, but you’ll trust me eventually,” he says, kissing my head as he rolls onto his back and pulls me closer. I rest my head on his chest, my hand trailing down his abs until he grabs it.

“Probably not a good idea because I am uncomfortable enough,” he says, and I stop.

“Sorry,” I mutter, closing my eyes.