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“Go,” they all call. “Just come back and let us know!”

Together, Elizabeth and I leave the club and walk the short distance to the nearest pharmacy. My heart hammers as we scan the shelf of pregnancy tests. “Look at this,” I say, picking one up, “it says it can detect the pregnancy hormones five days before you miss your period.”

“Oh my God, really?” She gets two packs. “Come on.”

She takes them to the counter and pays for them, and then we go back outside. “I might go to my apartment,” she says.

“Can I come with you?”

She nods. “I’d like that.”

Holding hands, we walk the short distance to her apartment.

She drops Nymph off with her brother on Friday mornings, so the apartment is empty and quiet. I pace up and down the living room as she goes into the bathroom, then turn when she comes out holding the test.

“Three minutes,” she says breathlessly. “Apparently it’s nearly ninety-nine percent accurate, even this early.”

She puts the test on the kitchen counter face down. I stand in front of her and hold her hands.

“How are you feeling?” I ask softly.

“Okay.” She looks up at me with her big brown eyes. “You?”

I chuckle. “I’m okay.”

“Are you nervous?”

I pull her into my arms and kiss the top of her head. “No. Excited.”

“It might be negative. Maybe I’ve just got a stomach bug.”

“If it is, we’ll try again.”

She buries her face in my shirt. “I don’t want to have to go through IVF. I’ve seen what it’s done to Pen and Paul…”

I hug her tightly. “Hey, whatever happens, we’ll face it together. I’m not arrogant enough anymore to think I can make it happen by sheer force of will. But I do think it will happen for us. I just have a feeling.”

She moves back a little and looks up at me. “I love you.”

“I love you, too. So much.”

I lower my lips to hers, and we exchange a long kiss, until her phone emits a merry jangle.

She stops the alarm and reaches for the test. “One line for negative, two for positive,” she says. She takes a deep breath. And turns it over.

It contains two lines.

“Oh my God!” She squeals and claps a hand over her mouth.

“It’s positive?”

She nods, tears brimming in her eyes.

I feel a rush of hot emotion. She’s not staying because she’s pregnant. She chose to stay, and to accept my proposal, before she found out.

We’re going to get married. And we’re going to have a baby.

Her tears spill down her cheeks, and I pull her into my arms once again and kiss her, overcome with joy.

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