“You know what, Ronnie?” I found way to change the subject as I cuddled up, my cheek more fully on her chest.

“Hm?” She glanced at me, momentarily distracted. That was good.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear your breasts were bigger.” I cupped one of them in my hands, teasing her nipple.

“Stop,” she snapped, pushing my hand away and reaching for the covers. I sat up on my elbow, blinking at her in surprise as she pulled the coverlet practically up to her chin.

“What?” I looked between her and TJ, not understanding the sudden temperature change in the room. “I just-”

“You’re pregnant.” TJ’s face paled, the dimple in his chin growing more prominent as his pallor changed, his eyes widening as he stared at his wife. I gaped at him, looking back at Ronnie and seeing the truth in her eyes. TJ saw it, too, staggering to the bed and sitting on the edge. He looked back at her with a dazed expression. “I thought you had that thing, that IUI thing…”

“IUD,” she corrected, hugging the covers around herself. “I do. I did.”

“Did?” His eyebrows went up.

“I had them take it out,” she explained softly. “After I got pregnant. It happens sometimes, even though it’s ninety-nine-something-percent effective. And sometimes, when they take it out, you lose the baby…”

“But…” He took a deep, shaky breath. “They took it out, and you’re still pregnant?”

She nodded and I saw her lower lip trembling. I wanted to hug her but I couldn’t move. I knew I shouldn’t be there, but there I was, and I had no idea what to do now.

TJ sighed, putting his head in his hands. “After what we went through with Beth, we said… we agreed…”