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I just didn’t know what to say or do. It still didn’t feel real that we were having a baby. It felt like a dream I would wake up from any moment.
Yet, Ava was already living the reality. Had been for the past few weeks.
If I could make a guess, her new mood had everything to do with me and Sunday night.
But I couldn’t go telling Thomas as much. He still looked at me expectantly, waiting for an answer.
I swallowed. “That’s curious.” Heaven bless the AC for cooling me down now as I perspired under the pressure. “Doesn’t sound like a symptom of low blood pressure.”
Thomas’s frown deepened. “Then what?”
“What if she inhaled too much cleaning product and it’s got her lightheaded?” I joked good-naturedly, trying to ease my friend’s worry.
Laughter belted from his chest. “Seriously? Well, maybe.”
A small smile ticked up my lip, but then I paused.
What if the cleaning products were, indeed, a problem? They might have harsh chemicals that could be harmful to both Ava’s and the baby’s health.
I needed to check on that as soon as possible. She shouldn’t be inhaling anything too strong.
“I’m just worried.” Thomas’s voice pulled me back to the moment.
“It’s possible it has nothing to do with the low blood pressure. She could just be feeling down. She’ll come around.”
He nodded. “Thank you. Talking with you has helped. I considered camping out on her couch, in case anything else happened.”
“I can’t imagine that’d go over well with Ava.”
“Nah, she’d likely chase me out of the house with a broom.”
My laughter caught me off guard.
Thomas grinned. “I’ll let her be, since you say not to worry.” My friend leaned forward. “I know you refuse payment, but I’d like to do something for you. You’ve been a great help to us.”
“Don’t mention—”
“No, really, Liam. Come over for dinner on Sunday.”
I had turned down all his invitations since that first night. Finding out Ava was pregnant made me even less inclined to join them.
“I’m busy on Sunday.”
“Yeah? I have a second pair of eyes, Liam, I see everything.” He held up his glasses.
I shook my head. “That’s not how it works.”
“I know you must be lonely. You were reading a murder mystery and drinking wine in front of a fireplace all alone the other night.”
I pressed my fingers to my forehead. “You weren’t supposed to go through my stuff.”
“It was out in the open. I merely saw.” He tapped his glasses.
“Well, quit looking.”
“Can’t help it.” The smile in his eyes faded to concern. “You don’t have to be lonely anymore. Come over on Sundays, okay? You won’t be imposing.”
He wouldn’t say the same once he found out hownot lonelyI’d been with his daughter.
