“What’s this?” Emma requested teasingly as she stopped to look at his easel.

“I simply can’t get behind all this impressionism,” Dwight admitted. “I like issues I can see.”

The remark made Emma consider Patrick but once more, however she did her greatest to not dwell.

“Honest sufficient.”

“My spouse loves impressionist stuff, although. I believe that’s why we’re such a superb workforce. We each see issues a special approach.”

Nice. Now the ideas of Patrick have been by no means going away. Emma didn’t know if the 2 of them would have been a superb workforce, probably not. Most of their conversations had centered round artwork, besides on the previous few nights. However Emma favored to suppose that they might have complemented one another, too. Possibly she would have been ready to attract Patrick out of his single-minded deal with work. Possibly he would have been in a position to make her really feel secure, like he already had.

And Patrick would have been an exquisite father. Emma imagined that he’d be one thing like Dwight, who at all times spoke of his spouse and youngsters with the utmost love and respect. It may need been exhausting for Patrick to step away from being a breadwinner and into the function of a playful father, however Emma was positive he might have carried out it.

If solely she might inform him in regards to the child.

As soon as once more, the unfairness of the scenario hit Emma exhausting. She wished she might inform Patrick about his baby. She wished the 2 of them might give issues an actual probability.

She managed to go with a number of extra work and supply some constructive suggestions earlier than the bell rang, however she was distracted by her ideas. It had been some time since she’d missed Patrick this a lot. One thing about what Dwight had stated, and in regards to the anatomy scan that made the newborn a lot extra actual, made her deeply unhappy. These milestones in parenthood have been shortly changing into highlights of Emma’s life — simply as they need to be for Patrick.

If she might simply see him another time… Possibly it was well worth the danger. Possibly she ought to inform him in regards to the child in spite of everything.

“Emma?”

The voice was so acquainted that Emma thought she may need imagined it. Maybe her want to see Patrick had conjured a hallucination. However when she regarded up, she noticed a really acquainted face.

Standing within the doorway, watching her college students stream out into the intense spring morning, was Patrick. He was carrying a pair of slacks and a button-up, formal but extra relaxed than he normally wore to work. His blond hair was just a little messier than normal, and his blue eyes have been virtually glowing. He was each bit as good-looking and magnetic as Emma remembered, and she or he couldn’t bear to take her eyes off him.

“Patrick?” Her voice was quiet. She nonetheless couldn’t consider what she was seeing and didn’t need to shatter the phantasm by talking too loudly.

“Emma,” he repeated.

For an extended second they stood there, Patrick within the doorway and Emma on the entrance of the classroom. College students poured out previous Patrick, a few of them calling goodbyes to Emma, however she couldn’t pay them any thoughts. Every little thing appeared to have solidified into this one second, this one second, as she and Patrick checked out one another.

Emma had no thought why he was there or how he’d discovered her. Maybe he was right here to let her know that the police can be choosing her up shortly. Possibly he was right here to demand that she return his portray, which she would gladly do. Or perhaps, simply perhaps, he was right here for her. Possibly he couldn’t cease enthusiastic about her, similar to she couldn’t cease enthusiastic about him.

It appeared like an excessive amount of to hope for. In any case, Emma had stolen from him and lied to him. And even when he might forgive that, she was pregnant along with his baby and hadn’t informed him. That will be exhausting to forgive. But Emma might nonetheless really feel the tiny wings of hope beating in her chest.

The final scholar left, however nonetheless Patrick stood there. Lastly, Emma pulled herself collectively sufficient to talk.

“Are available in. In the event you’d like.”

Patrick stepped into the classroom and shut the door behind him with a comfortable click on.

“So, you’re a trainer,” he stated, his voice low and clean.

Emma felt faint. In any case this time, he needed to make small speak? Had he not seen her bump, or was he ignoring it?

Then Emma glanced down and seen that her smock nearly utterly obscured her rising bump. It made her look shapeless and never completely enticing, however not pregnant. Patrick didn’t know she was carrying a baby. Reduction blended with fear — she was going to have to inform him.

“Sure.” Emma nodded.

“Are you portray?”

“Sure.” Emma couldn’t appear to say greater than that one phrase. It was an excessive amount of to face right here and catch up like they have been simply previous associates who hadn’t seen one another in a very long time. As if what had occurred between them didn’t imply something. If Patrick needed to inform her off, she might deal with that higher than this unusual distance. “Patrick?—”

However earlier than she might launch into apologies or explanations and even inform him in regards to the child, Patrick held up his hand.

“I do know you stole the portray.”

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