“I'm pregnant.”
“What?” Pippin stared at her, a look of utter confusion on his face.
“Pregnant.” Ivy pointed at her belly. “Baby. Estella just confirmed it for me.”
Pippin was still staring at her, his mouth hanging open. “Pippin?” she asked. She thought he'd wanted a baby, but maybe...
He bowed his head and took a deep breath. “Oh, Ivy,” he breathed. He looked up at her, tears in his eyes, but he was smiling.
She stepped close to him and took his hand, pressing it to her flat belly.
“I love you,” he said. He grinned and kissed her.