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syrup for my hotcakes. “I don’t know why, but I’m freaking starving. Hopefully no one you know will see us.”
    Jace cocks his head to the side, staring at me while he finishes chewing the food in his mouth. “That is not a lot of food,” he says, motioning toward my side of the booth. “Plus you’re eating for two. So, eat up. I want my son big and strong.” He winks at me as he takes another bite but his reassurances mean nothing.
    “I hope I don’t get really fat with this pregnancy,” I say, feeling the thoughts manifest so strongly in my mind that now I suddenly don’t want to eat anymore. “I should have ordered fruit or something. God,” I mutter under my breath as I start to push the tray of food away. “I’m going to get disgusting.”
    “Honey,” Jace says, reaching for my arm.
    “No.” I pull away. “Don’t say honey and then make me feel better. You can’t make me feel better when I just realized that my terrible eating is going to make me a fat gross cow.”
    Jace leans back in the booth seat, resting his hands behind his head while I go on for a few more sentences of self-loathing and shaming.
    “Are you done?” he asks a moment later.
    “I guess,” I mutter, desperately wanting to grab for that third hash brown.
    “Well make sure you’re done, because I have something to say and I don’t want you to shush me.”
    I roll my eyes. “Fine, I’m done.”
    He’s quiet for a moment and finally he says, “I love you. Do you know what that means? It doesn’t just mean that I love you at the moment I say it. It means I love you forever, in all aspects. Even when you’re being a jerk to me, or when you’ve stolen the remote and make me watch stupid TV shows. Do you get what I’m saying?”
    I nod. “I love you, too. I don’t really see your point.”
    He leans forward and reaches for my hand. I allow him to take it but it’s hard for me to look him in the eyes. I’m too busy feeling gross and fat. “Bayleigh, my love for you will always be here. If you’re fat or if you’re skinny—I’ll still love you.”
    “You don’t know that,” I snap, only to be cut off with a sharp gaze from my husband. “I said it, so it’s true,” he says. “And I’m serious. First of all, you’re halfway into a pregnancy and we both know your body will get bigger because there’s a baby in there,” he says with a smile, which makes me smile, too. “We already read all the stuff about pregnancy. Your ankles will get swollen, your stomach will get huge—pretty much everything that is sucky is going to happen to you. That’s just life and it’s all natural and if you think for one second that you’re gross because of it, then you’re wrong. I think it’s awesome that we’re having a kid. And I’m sorry I get to stay all handsome and you have to go through labor.”
    He smirks when he calls himself handsome and I roll my eyes. “I’m sorry, too. I wish you were the one getting fat and disgusting while I just sat back and watched.”
    “Bay, you’re not fat and disgusting.”
    I look down at my lap. “I feel like it.”
    “Eat your food. You have nothing to worry about.”
    “Yeah I do,” I say, looking with contempt toward the remaining hash brown and hotcakes. “What if my eating habits stay this bad and I stay fat even after the baby is born?”
    “So what?” he says.
    I pull my hand away from his and cross my arms. “ So what? ” I say, mocking him. “You can’t say so what . My whole life is at stake here. I can’t lose you. We have to start eating better.”
    “You’re not going to lose me, babe. You can gain weight and it’s not going to make me stop loving you.”
    Arms still folded, I shake my head and look away. “You’re such a liar.”
    “Don’t call me that. I would never lie to you.”
    “Looks like you just did. You wouldn’t stay with me if I was fat. Not when you could have any pick of any woman you want.”
    “Bayleigh, is that really