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I slid onto the stool across from him and leant ?”

“Steak and veggies” His gaze roamed over ave , baby”

I sighed “Can we talk about this later? I want to know about your day”

He shook his head and squared his shoulders in the way he did when he was settling in for the kind of discussion where he intended to be forceful “No”

We watched each other intently andyou felt lost and like a failure to theto do I never wanted Scott to look at me in any way other than the way he always had, and I worried that if he kneasn’t all he thought I was, he’d look at me differently

“Harlow, start talking” His words carowl and I knew

Shit

My head buzzed with dizzying lightness, but I pushed on and started talking “I’ht I would be by now…” I faltered on my words and sed back my nervousness At his frown, I continued “I ht it would”

He raised his brows and placed the knife he was holding down Resting his hands on the kitchen counter, he said, “Go on”

God, I was , Scott I don’tin my life I never want to lose you and I never want our relationship to change It’s i out fast and I stopped to take a breath

His chest rose as he also took a breath – a long, deep breath that signalled the frustration he was holding back “Where did you think you’d be by now?”

I moved off the stool and walked around the island bench to where he stood His eyes tracked my every movement and I knew froht words to express what I was feeling

I placed rasping his shirt into irl, Scott, and in the country we getand it’s so I’ve alanted But I nored the way his nostrils flared and the way his vein pulsed in his neck, “ – that I had begun to wonder if I’d ever find a good ht about trying to nant, and changed course again I was so excited to be pregnant even though it wasn’t so you and I had planned And then I lost our baby, and well, we all knohere that ended up” I took a breath “I feel like I’ve failed all the way around,” I admitted softly

His brows pulled together as he processed everything I’d said “You haven’t failed Ia baby by no fault of your own is not what I’d call failing - ”

I tugged on his shirt and cut hiht I’ to explain to you where I’, andtoday, and that’s it” Spending the day going through e of eut was co from Unlike I’d assu a baby