(Julia’s POV)
I took a deep breath, trying to get a handle on my wildly beating heart. I needed to stay calm if I was going to convince Ronan this was no big deal. “It’s like the doctor said. It’s a trait the baby inherited from Kevin,” I smiled. “He’s allergic to almonds, too. This is nothing to worry about.”
Ronan’s look of concern evaporated as soon as I said Kevin’s name, and his eyes got colder with every word I spoke. “Really, Ronan, you shouldn’t make a big deal about this. It’s just something the pup got from Kevin, so—”
“This is ridiculous.” Ronan cut me off. “You’re pregnant, and it’s like you don’t even care. You’re not taking care of yourself.” He ran a hand through his hair distractedly, then let out a deep breath. “You’re moving in with me.” I raised my eyebrows.
