Debi dropped the book, barely missing Snitch. The dog sprang up with an aggrieved yelp and trotted into the kitchen. "Pregnant? Oh no. No, no. Not - "
She took a deep breath and guided him to the sofa. "I'm sorry, Zach, I should have talked to you first. But ever since you were sick - "
The thought of those awful weeks was enough to make her squeeze her eyes shut. "I nearly lost you, Zach. And all I could think - all I could think was that - we'd dreamed about so much, and now it would never happen, and it just wasn't fair - "
She swallowed and met his eyes. "I know we were going to wait a bit longer, but - I kept thinking about how we'd never have a family now. You'd never be a father, and I'd - "
The book cover showed a picture of a happy, smiling woman guiding her husband's hands to her stomach, both of them laughing at a kick. "We'd never get to do this."