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“Yes,” I said.

“Two copies?”

Grace nodded. “One for my place and one for his.”

My place was in the middle of the city, and it no longer felt like mine. I’d have to figure out how I felt aboutthatlater.

April glanced between us, and I had a feeling she was wondering what we were to each other. Her eyes lingered on me, and I saw the familiar double take ladies did before they would come and talk to me.

It used to fill me with excitement, but I didn’t want that this time. Today was forGrace.

Every day was for Grace.

Still, I gave her a polite smile and April’s cheeks darkened. I quickly averted my eyes back to Grace, hoping that she didn’t notice anything.

“Can you see the gender?” I asked.

“Honestly, no.” She stared at the screen and pressed a few buttons. “They’re being stubborn in there. We can try to move them to get them to uncross their legs.”

“It’s okay,” Grace said. “I don’t have to know today. I don’t know if I have to know at all.”

“Not sure? Some parents don’t find out.” She laughed. “What about you, future daddy? Do you wanna know?” April’s voice lowered when she spoke to me, and I knew there was no way Grace didn’t catch that.

“I’m good with whatever Grace wants.”

“Fair enough. We’ll just get what we need here and get you to seeing the doctor.”

April finished the exam in a few minutes. Then we were heading to the room to meet with Grace’s doctor.

Thankfully, April didn’t make any moves. I may not have been the boyfriend type, but I hoped I could play the part long enough to get out of here without having anyone hit on me.

I hadn’t thought that Grace had noticed anything, but I should have known she saw everything.

“April’s always been really nice.”

“I bet she is.”

“And she’s cute.”

My mind was still in the room, but not with the ultrasound tech. It was with the baby I’d seen. “Yeah, she was.”

If I were in a different part of my life, I would have gone for her. I would have noticed her more. Nowadays, looking at another woman, it felt like looking at a piece of art. Yes, it might have been beautiful, and I could appreciate its beauty, but it didn’t do anything for me.

Not in the way Grace did.

“She might ask you out.”

That got me out of my thoughts and looking at her. “I-I don’t?—”

“You could say yes if you wanted to. It’s not like we’re together or anything.”

The words gutted me, even though usually, they would be exactly what I wanted to hear.

“I’m not worrying about anyone else when I’m focused on you and the baby,” I said.

“That’s sweet, but I’m a grown woman. I know what we are. If you change your mind, I’m sure she’d be happy to get your number.”

“I’ll keep it in mind, but don’t worry about it.”