I was hoping he'd forget about that.
Seems like there's no chance for that.
I look at out intertwined fingers, biting my lip before I comment.
"I am kind of scared. We didn't use protection, you know? I don't want to get pregnant." I say quietly and steal a stealth glance at him.
He looks at me in surprise before he turns his eyes back to the road.
"Don't you want kids? I sure do." He says quietly, prying his hand from mine and setting both of his on the steering wheel. His jaw is set and his lips are compressed into a thin line.
He is angry.
"Seth, I just don't want to have any kids right now. Maybe sometime in future."
"May I know why?" His voice is clipped.
"I had a miscarriage two weeks ago." I point out the obvious and he sighs before talking.
"The doctor said it was fine
