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She leaned back, her expression now nervous. “No.”

I kissed the end of her nose. “I’m teasing, Skylar. Whatever you want to go in for is fine.”

“I need to go to the drugstore.”

“Okay.”

“I have a theory about something, and I need to test it out.”

“So we’re going into town for a test?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

Something about her expression made me pull her a little closer. “What kind of theory are you testing, Skylar?”

“That you made me pregnant.”

My eyes widened, and I tightened my grasp on her even more. “Kitten…pregnant? Like with a baby?”

She grinned. “Very good, fuckwit. Yes. Pregnant with a baby.” She ran her fingers through my wet hair. “Your baby,” she added tenderly.

“Our baby,” I whispered against her mouth, my heart racing with joy over the news.

“Ours.”

I buried my face into her neck, letting her words sink in.

A baby.

“I’m going to be a daddy.”

“Yes, I think you are.”

“We’ll be our own family. Us. You, me and the baby.”

She nodded, her eyes bright in the sun.

My mind raced. If she was pregnant, we needed to decide our future. We couldn’t stay here forever. She required a doctor and to be monitored. Babies needed a lot of things. We needed a house. A plan. We needed to make the decisions we’d been putting off for far too long.

It was time to move forward again.

I swept her into my arms, heading toward the shore. “We need to go into town. Then after you prove your theory, we need to talk to Sean.”

Sean grinned, clapping me on the shoulder as Julia hugged Skylar, exclaiming her delight. I smiled proudly.

“I guess you’re gonna be a grandpa, Sean. At least an honorary one.”

He chuckled. “I’d be honored to step in for my brother. It’s the closest I’ll get to being one.”

Skylar smiled. “He’ll be lucky to have you, Sean. Both of you.”

I wrapped my arm around Skylar. “We need to make some decisions.”

“You’re right. We need to move on soon. Pick a place and settle permanently.” He looked toward Skylar. “Especially now.”

I hummed in agreement. “Any ideas where?”

“I did a lot of research.” He pushed his phone toward me. “I saw this place in Canada on the east coast. Pretty. Small. On the water. Out of the way.”