““It's awake," he said. Lifting his hand, he pressed the tiny body to his cheek so that he could feel the flutter of its rapid heartbeat against his skin. Blue was staring at him, so he offered it to her. "You can feel its heart that way." She looked suspicious. "Are you for real? Are you messing with me?" "How do you figure?" "You're a bastard, and this doesn't seem like a typical bastard activity." He smiled thinly. "Don't get used to it.””
