Delaney had no such hesitation, digging in with relish. "My compliments to your elf," she remarked. "This is good."
She took in what he was saying, and smiled faintly. "It... it sounds rather like my parents. Mother was a socialite looking for a meal ticket, and Father was a businessman looking for a woman he could knock up to have kids to show off. Marriages of convenience aren't unfamiliar."
She paused, unable to stop herself from eating more. She was sure he'd understand. After all, she was incubating his baby. "I'm hardly going to force you into anything. I don't want my son growing up in a household where his father resents having to be there. I just..." She blushed.
"You hurt my feelings when you said you wouldn't fuck me."