''Babe, why?'' He creased his brow and Melanie gasped.
Why what?
Why was she pregnant or what?
Didn't they both want the baby!?
What the hell was wrong with her husband!?
''Why?'' Melanie creased her brow.
''You don't want this baby?'' She asked in a whisper and Fynn shook his head, trying to find the perfect word to say to her.
''You said you loved me! Was that a lie? You don't want the baby!?'' Melanie screamed.
''Come on, that's not it babe,'' Flynn pulled her closer.
''Then how is it?''
''I'm happy. Very happy. You're the first woman to tell me something like this. Babe, I'm going to be a father! I'm so glad,'' Flynn smiled.
''Really?'' Melanie creased her brow.
Flynn cupped her cheek in his palm and smiled heartily, ''I love you.''
Even though he was sick, he should not take it out on his wife by rejecting the baby.
At least, there was going to be a junior Flynn Harlan.
