““All right, Kitten. Tell me what’s going on.” I kissed her shoulder because it was the only place my lips could reach without wrenching her arms away. I felt her chest rise and fall beneath mine, and her grip tighten before she said, “We’re going to have a baby.” Wait… what? “Wait… what?” “I’m pregnant. I’m pregnant and we’re going to have a baby.” I think, though I can’t be certain, time stopped. I know I stopped breathing. This news felt suspiciously like getting into a fist fight, having the shit beaten out of me, all the while knowing I would reign victorious… except without the pain. It was the opposite of pain. It was adrenaline, euphoria, violence, and apocalyptic shock and awe. These sensations paired with a Neanderthal-like surge of fierce protectiveness for this woman. My woman. My child. My family. All of it combined into an uncontainable screaming between my ears, an uncontrollable FUCK YEAH!””