lasted only seconds. ‘Though being the Bakery Boyfriend must have been what swayed her.’
She grinned. He wanted to scowl back, but of course he didn’t. Instead, he smiled, and wished he could capture the moment to return to later. The little bubble of warmth floating in his chest because of her would no doubt pop soon, and he wanted to protect it for as long as he could.
He’d done the same thing in their relationship, when he’d started realising he couldn’t have a future with Autumn. But he’d known then, just as he did now, that he was living on borrowed time. Seconds later, his time ran out.
‘You don’t have to be afraid,’ she told him, settling the glass down. ‘You know how to take care of a child.’
‘I’ve never taken care of a baby.’ The word came out hoarsely, and he cleared his throat. ‘I don’t know how to.’
‘You’ll learn.’
She said it so simply he wanted to believe her.
‘How do you know?’
‘When you interact with them enough, you’re forced to. I’m speaking, of course, as someone who was coerced into taking care of my mother’s friends’ kids. Clearly, I’m an expert.’ Her voice softened. ‘Your baby is too small for you to mess up anyway,’ she said gently. ‘You just have to keep the kid alive.’
‘What if I can’t?’ The words sprang from his tongue; his hands curled into fists. ‘What if I can’t keep him alive, Autumn? What then?’
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