Page 152 of Fix You

As Callum, Caterina, and Orla started wrangling Julianna into her gown, I motioned to Maeve. “Come on. Let’s go to the church and see the others.”

Over her shoulder, Caterina called, “We’ll be right behind you.”

After we stepped into the sunshine, I slipped Maeve’s hand into mine, and we started down the gravel path. As I stared over at her, I couldn’t keep the smile off my face.

When she turned to look at me, she questioned, “What?”

“I was just thinking how good you look with a baby in your arms,” I mused.

Maeve tilted her head at me. “Do I?”

“Even though I’m about to sound like a total caveman, the sight of you and Julianna makes me want to put a baby in your belly.”

With a smile, Maeve replied, “It’s funny you should say that.”

“What do you mean?”

“You got your wish, Caveman. I’m six weeks pregnant.”

My feet skidded along the gravel. “Wait, what?”

She laughed. “I’m having your baby, Rafe.”

Hearing the declaration once again sent the world around me into a dizzying flurry. Dragging a hand over my face, I murmured, “Fuck me.”

Her brows shot up in surprise. “Excuse me? Weren’t you the one who just said you wanted to get me pregnant?”

Because I was being a caveman prick.“Yeah, I did.”

Sweeping her hands to her hips, she countered, “Then what’s the problem?”

“It’s one thing to wish for, and then another for it to be a reality…like two seconds later.”

Holy shit, I was going to be a father. A child was going to look to me for love and guidance. I swayed once again–this time from both the shock and responsibility.

“It’s just really surreal. I mean, we weren’t even trying.”

“Seriously, Rafe?” Maeve questioned with a grin.

“What?”

She rolled her eyes. “It wasn’t like we were being that careful either.”

Wincing, I remembered some of Maeve’s protests about my aversion to condoms. “I’m abastardofor knocking you up.”

With a laugh, she replied, “Since we’re married, you really didn’t knock me up.”

“But you’re so young,Tesoro.”

“I’m the same age as Caterina when she got pregnant.”

“What about your school and degree?”

“It’s not the dark ages, Rafe. Just like Caterina, I can go to school and have a baby. Besides, I don’t have much to finish up, and I can do a lot of it online not that I’m in the states.”

“I guess so…”

Cocking her head at me, Maeve countered, “You need an heir, capo.”

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