QUOTE : I actually like it. It’s cozy. Sweet.” But when he looked back at her, tears were running down her cheeks. “Oh, Jesus, Abby,” he said, pulling her toward him. “Do you hate it?” “No,” she sniffed, shaking her head. “I kind of like it.” “It could be temporary while we look for something better. I just want to keep us in close quarters, so I can help.” She shook her head and found words with difficulty. “What have you gotten yourself into?” He wiped away a tear. “I know this is so hard for you. If you’d rather be at Vanni’s, I’m sure she wouldn’t mind. But, Abby, I—Honey, I want to help, be a part of it.” “I never thought I’d end up doing something like this. It’s so…so…calculated. Such a practical arrangement.” “Abby, give me a chance here. I want to take care of you. I know you don’t like hearing that—you’re used to taking care of yourself.” He slipped a hand over her belly. “Right now that’s not practical. We have to think about your health. This isn’t an ordinary pregnancy.” He smiled sweetly. “It’s an extraordinary pregnancy.” She sniffed again and he pulled her close. “If there’s a better way, better for you, just tell me. I’ll do anything I can.” She