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He paused, then looked down at me, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. His eyes had darkened from bright emerald to pine green. “Bryn, what are you talking about?”

I smiled hesitantly. “Well, I…I’m pregnant, Night.”

Another moment of silence passed, and then it finally hit him. His eyes widened, and a range of emotions passed through them: shock, followed swiftly by worry, fear, and then, finally—thankfully—joy!

He rolled me over on the grass and peppered my face with kisses. I shrieked with giggles at the sudden onslaught of affection, my arms wrapping around his neck. When his kisses finally slowed, I took his face between my hands and kissed him, tasting his happiness on his tongue. As we kissed, his heart pounded quickly against my chest, matching the exact rhythm of mine.

He pressed his forehead to mine. “How long have you known, baby?”

“I found out while you were away,” I said. “I’m sorry I didn’t do something more spectacular to tell you. I wanted to do something special, but w