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Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answer to.” Surprise tinged with hurt bloomed in my chest.

“That bad?” From what I remembered, our first meeting had been fairly standard. I’d said a total of two words to him. “No.” The word was a rough caress against my skin. “That good.”

“Well, you just called our friends’ children little terrors, so…” Her voice held a teasing note.

“Yes, but that won’t be our child.”

“No idea what you’re talking about.”

“Sure you don’t, Mr. I Don’t Believe in Love.”