"Not before you tell me what you were going to ask me." She frowned, moving a hand to the back of his neck, playing with the hair. Was he going to ask her a question about theirs? It would make sense, after all the talk about the twins, but she wasn't sure how honest she could be about the subject if that was the case. Nevertheless, she needed to know what he was keeping inside.
"Am I what?" She asked, keeping her eyes on him. "I promise I won't throw a tantrum, whatever it is."