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Singer
59 days with Miles
It started in the bedroom.
Singer had given the kitchen a cursory once-over after they got home from Carey and Alice’s while Jake put Miles, already asleep, in his crib. They’d reconvened in the bedroom.
It started with Jake saying, “Maybe we should think about surrogacy. I mean, I never considered it as an option, but I don’t know. Maybe it is.” Then he’d looked over, with that sweet, goofy smile on his face that made him look younger, and added, “Seriously, the thought of a kid with your genes is kind of amazing, you know?”
My genes. Singer turned away, trying to shield his expression so Jake couldn’t see how the idea made him squirm. He started brushing his teeth, but Jake’s reflection in the mirror straightened up, as if he could sense how uncomfortab
