Haley threw another glance at Conrad, her voice soft and deflated as she said, "Yeah."
That unmistakable look in her eyes was as clear as day unless I was blind.
"Haley, how far along are you with the baby?" I changed the subject.
But no sooner had I spoken than Conrad intervened, "Felicia, your foie gras is getting cold. It'll lose its texture."
I wasn't dumb. I could tell Conrad was trying to stop me from questioning Haley. But he had said the child wasn't his, so why couldn't I ask? He was too protective of this woman if it wasn't some secret about the baby. Yet, I was his fiancée.
"It's lost its texture now." After hearing him offer Haley the foie gras, I lost all appetite for it.
Conrad caught the annoyance in my voice, looked at me, and we locked eyes, engaging in a silent standoff. The warmth and happiness when we first entered the restaurant were gone. Indeed, a world made for two had no room for a third.
Just then, the foie gras and juice Haley had ordered arrived. The server set it down, politely asking, "Would you like it sliced?"
"No, it's fine," Haley declined, then turned to Conrad, "Rad, could you cut it for me? You always get it just right."
"Haley," I interrupted again, "The restaurant offers slicing service. Let's not trouble Conrad with that, especially since he's busy deboning my fish. He can't do it all."
Haley immediately bit her lip. "Sorry, Felicia, I wasn’t thinking. I'll do it myself."
"Felicia!" Conrad’s voice was heavy, the third time he had called me.
"Haley's just not comfortable with food touched by others. She has to be extra careful, what with the baby and all."
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