"I don't need to go out on dates, Teddy. I have enough to deal with on my own without having to worry about someone else's needs." Raleigh rolled his eyes. "And you're enough of a handful."
"You're having a baby?" Raleigh was filled with jealousy. He knew that it had to be with that wench Victoire and he didn't like her. Not at all. She was blonde, friend stealing scum and he wanted the world to live without her. "Who cares? Did you know in the United States there are six million pregnancies a year? Way to be a statistic."