Carter paced back and forth across the room. "How did this happen?"
"Well, Carter, when a man and a woman have special feelings for each other..." Abby began sarcastically. Carter cut her off immediately.
"This is really not funny, Abby. Really, really not funny. How can you make jokes?"
"I've had a couple more hours to deal with it, I guess," Abby replied. "But in answer to your question, I don't think we were too careful that night we went out to dinner." Carter groaned. He regretted it the instant he saw the expression on Abby's face...it had the crumpled appearance of somebody about to cry.
"What are we going to do, John?" she whispered. He reached for her hand and brought it to his lips.
"We're adults," he replied. "We're not 16, we've graduated college, we both have jobs..." he trailed off.
"Does that mean..." Abby began.
"I think we should have this baby," he answered. "We need to act like grown ups and deal with this."
"What does that mean for...us?" Abby asked timidly.
"What do you want it to mean?" Carter asked.
"I'm not asking you to marry me, if that's what you're thinking. We just...need to work out some sort of arrangement after the baby comes...split up weekends and holidays, that sort of thing." Throughout Abby's speech, she could see Carter's face falling. Why was he looking so disappointed? Her heart skipped a beat.
"What are you thinking?" Abby asked.
"I...I think we should be a little more serious than that. How do you feel about moving in with me?" Carter asked. Before Abby could protest, he continued.
"I want to take care of you. I love you, Abby." She gasped. She certainly hadn't expected to hear those words from him so suddenly, so soon. She knew that she felt the same way. Deep down, she had always known that her feelings for Carter were special, different from what she had ever felt for any of the other men in her life.
"I love you, too," she whispered, and pressed her lips to his cheek. "And...I actually feel kind of...okay about this."
"Yeah," Carter agreed, settling back against the sofa and pulling her close to him. "I feel kind of okay about it too."
"Well, Carter, when a man and a woman have special feelings for each other..." Abby began sarcastically. Carter cut her off immediately.
"This is really not funny, Abby. Really, really not funny. How can you make jokes?"
"I've had a couple more hours to deal with it, I guess," Abby replied. "But in answer to your question, I don't think we were too careful that night we went out to dinner." Carter groaned. He regretted it the instant he saw the expression on Abby's face...it had the crumpled appearance of somebody about to cry.
"What are we going to do, John?" she whispered. He reached for her hand and brought it to his lips.
"We're adults," he replied. "We're not 16, we've graduated college, we both have jobs..." he trailed off.
"Does that mean..." Abby began.
"I think we should have this baby," he answered. "We need to act like grown ups and deal with this."
"What does that mean for...us?" Abby asked timidly.
"What do you want it to mean?" Carter asked.
"I'm not asking you to marry me, if that's what you're thinking. We just...need to work out some sort of arrangement after the baby comes...split up weekends and holidays, that sort of thing." Throughout Abby's speech, she could see Carter's face falling. Why was he looking so disappointed? Her heart skipped a beat.
"What are you thinking?" Abby asked.
"I...I think we should be a little more serious than that. How do you feel about moving in with me?" Carter asked. Before Abby could protest, he continued.
"I want to take care of you. I love you, Abby." She gasped. She certainly hadn't expected to hear those words from him so suddenly, so soon. She knew that she felt the same way. Deep down, she had always known that her feelings for Carter were special, different from what she had ever felt for any of the other men in her life.
"I love you, too," she whispered, and pressed her lips to his cheek. "And...I actually feel kind of...okay about this."
"Yeah," Carter agreed, settling back against the sofa and pulling her close to him. "I feel kind of okay about it too."