After asking his question he realized it had two interpretations: are you sure you're pregnant and are you sure this is the solution you want. She'd only addressed the second, which wasn't what he'd been after at all. No matter how many times she said she was comfortable throwing her life away to be with him, and that that would make her happy, he still couldn't believe it.

He moved his free hand to the arm of the chair, farther away from the one she'd placed on his thigh. If she continued on this way eventually he was going to run out of places to retreat to in this chair, but he didn't have the heart to push her away. Emrys took a breath.

"I need time to think." He wanted to meet her eyes as he said it, but he didn't. Instead he found himself looking just slightly above her head. What a coward he was.

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