I’ve just stuck my foot in my big stupid mouth.
Trying to backpedal, I laugh and hope it sounds authentic. “No! God, no, I’m not pregnant. I just meant that he had to get married…so quickly…because he was…I mean we were—are—so in love!”
He buys my act, brushing it off with a dismissive wave of his hand. “My parents knew each other two weeks before they eloped. Stupidly, love at first sight runs in the family.”
I almost collapse at his feet in relief. I can imagine how Callum would react if he found out I’d spilled the beans on something so important. It wouldn’t be pretty.
Then I find myself backpedaling again, but this time it’s to something Cole just said. “Love at first sight? Is that how Callum described it?”
Cole studies me for a moment, hesitating. “Not exactly.”
“Now you’ve go
