“Depends on what you mean by ‘expect.’

“I’d never tell you to do anything. I might have thought you’d want to, though. We aren’t exactly looking to bring a kid into the world together.”

“We aren’t. I might be, though.” Some days all she wanted was to be a mom. If she actually conceived...

She was still aching after all these years, and her logic shouted as if!

Her heart lacked the same degree of intelligence. It should have built up enough of a protective shell by this point to repel any chance of one more loss.

But for whatever reason, it ignored the as if and clung to the what if.

His mouth gaped. “You might be looking to have a baby with me?”

“Not with you,” she emphasized quickly. “Just...having one.”