He looks at me for several seconds that feel endless. I look away once more to see if he starts talking but nothing.

“This is leaving me in anticipation.” I smile in humour.

“Never say that again.” I let out my breath. “My dream is coming true every day.”

I go back to grinning and rock on my heels. “I want a favour.”

“Oh yes?” he questions suspiciously.

“I want a pregnancy book.” I bite my lip.

“You do?” He’s amazed.

“That's right, I want a pregnant book in a photo studio with you,” I release all at once.

He looks at me like it was ten minutes ago when...