I rest my hand on his knee, squeezing it in reassurance. He glances at me, smiling timidly, and mutters, "Sorry."
Leaning in, I kiss him briefly. "Relax, sweetheart. Just be yourself."
He nods.
The words are easy enough to say, but inside my heart's hammering so loud that I fear he'll hear it and call my bluff. I'm just as anxious for this meeting as he is.
Much sooner than we'd expected, we're face to face with our would-be baby's mother.
Ohhh they are taking the plunge...I'm getting excited for them.
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