Darcy rolled her eyes at him, shaking her head lightly. "Of course, because I'm a sucker for attention." She took a deep breath, not because he had told her to, and looked at him. "Well, aren't you going to say something? We're going to have a baby, Demitri. Please tell me that you at least care about that." She didn't sound angry, just frustrated... and maybe a little bit scared. But could anyone blame her? She hadn't planned getting pregnant so soon and now she was bringing an innocent child into a family where the parents pretty much hated each other.