“Great! That makes it totally normal then,” Mitchell said, sarcasm wrapping around his words. It was freaky and it would stay that way. No matter what. Was he responsible for him? He was a complete stranger but still… ugh! And his looks didn’t help any matters.
Mitchell’s eyebrows rose again. Pregnant? Maryanne? Somehow that didn’t quite fit. He just couldn’t imagine her as a mother. “Have you done a test yet?” Why ponder if you could have proof?