Cam stepped away to shrug off his coat, laying it over the back of a chair. His expression had a cloaked look about it, shadowed and closed off. ‘A Band-Aid baby is never a good idea.’
Violet knew he was bitter about his parents and the way they had handled his arrival in the world. Did he blame himself for how things had turned out? How could he think it was his fault? His parents were both selfish individuals who ran away from problems when things got the slightest bit difficult. They moved from relationship to relationship, collecting collateral damage along the way. How many lives had each of them ruined so far? And it was likely to continue with Ross McKinnon’s next marriage. No wonder Cam wanted no part of the type of marriage modelled by his parents. It was nothing short of farcical. ‘True,’ she said. ‘But a baby doesn’t ask to be born and once it arrives it deserves to be treasured and loved unconditionally.’
A frown pulled at Cam’s forehead. ‘We haven’t discussed this before but are you taking any form of oral contraception?’
Violet felt her cheeks heat up. It was something she had thought about doing but she hadn’t got around to making an appointment with her doctor to get a prescription. There hadn’t seemed much point when she wasn’t dating regularly. But now...now it was imperative she kept from getting pregnant. The last thing Cam would want was a baby to complicate things further, even though she could think of nothing more wonderful than falling pregnant with his child. ‘I’m not but I’m sure it won’t be a problem—’
‘Condoms are not one hundred per cent reliable,’ he said, still frowning.
Violet felt intimidated by his steely glare. Why did he have to make her feel as if she was deliberately trying to get pregnant? There were worse things in the world than falling pregnant by the man you loved. Much worse things. Like not getting pregnant at all. Ever. ‘I’m not pregnant, Cam, so you can relax, okay?’
A muscle tapped in his cheek. ‘I’m sorry but this is a big issue for me. I don’t want any mishaps we can’t walk away from.’
Violet cast him a speaking look. ‘You’d be the one walking away, not me.’
His frown deepened. ‘Is that what you think? Really? Then you’re wrong. I would do whatever I could to support you and the baby.’
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