The sound of typing on the other end of the line stopped abruptly.Caleb Whitman fell silent for two seconds, then laughed."What's wrong? Do you want to have a baby with me now? Didn't we agree to wait until next year? If you really want one, I'll come back right now and make one with you."His tone was suggestive and teasing, as if he were genuinely joking."Well, I suppose my turn's out of the question," I said.I crumpled the food delivery receipt in my hand, then smoothed it out again as I said, "Haven't you already started taking care of a pregnant woman? You seemed really thoughtful when ordering meals for her."A trace of panic crept into Caleb's voice, but he steadied himself quickly. "Darling, are you misunderstanding something? I ordered that for a female colleague. Her husband was away on a business trip, so he asked me for help."I hung up before he could finish.Less than half an hour later, Caleb burst through the door, drenched in sweat. "Darling," he said.He
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