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his arms. “Thank you, Daddy.”
    He nuzzled her hair, thinking about the child in Dana’s womb and how someday that little person was going to call him “Daddy,” too.
    “You won’t regret it,” she said.
    He held his daughter a bit closer and hoped that she was right. Because if she wasn’t, then Eric was about to embark on what could possibly be the biggest mistake of his life.

Chapter Five
    D ana left the diner and walked out to the parking lot toward her car. She was exhausted—mentally, emotionally and physically. She wasn’t having full-on morning sickness, but she’d had a few quick bursts of queasiness. A prelude, she supposed, of what was yet to come.
    All she wanted at this point was to go home and sleep, and it was only 6 p.m. So far, being pregnant wasn’t fun. Of course no one claimed that it would be. And being a single mom wasn’t going to make it any easier. But what good would it do to keep reminding herself of that? It would only create more stress. And if she was stressed, then the baby would feel it, too.
    Her sweet little illegitimate baby. A stigma Dana knew all too well. But who was she supposed to blame for history repeating itself? Herself? Eric? It wasn’t his fault any more than it was hers. Still, raising this baby by herself wasn’t an easy pill to swallow.
    As she neared her car, she saw a tall, dark man standing beside it. Eric? Yes, Eric. She’d just been thinking about him and now there he was. His car was parked next to hers.
    Nearly a week had passed since she’d told him about the baby, and he looked handsome as ever, with his chiseled features, casual clothes and masculine intensity. Dana was still attracted to him, but she wished that she wasn’t. Having those types of feelings for him wasn’t in her best interest.
    Was he here to discuss the health insurance policy they’d talked about? She hadn’t had time to get any estimates.
    She hadn’t had time to do anything, not even call her mom and grandmother. No, that wasn’t true. She’d purposely avoided that. When it came to her family, Dana was burying her head in the sand.
    “Hey,” Eric said to her. “I was hoping we could talk.”
    “Here?”
    “We can sit in my car.” He lifted his hand and extended a tall paper cup with a straw sticking out of the lid. “I got you a milkshake. The best in the city, I think.”
    Was this her first pregnancy craving? Now she was hungry for exactly what he was offering: thick, creamy chocolate. “Better than the one we shared at the pier?”
    “It’s just as good. It’s from an ice cream shop near where I live.”
    Dana snatched it up and took a long, satisfying slurp. He moved a little closer, and she frowned. She didn’t want him crowding her.
    He cleared his throat, then said, “I’m sorry that I didn’t offer the security you and the baby deserve.”
    Confused, she sucked down a bit more of the drink. “You offered to pay child support. And cover medical expenses, too.”
    “That’s not the kind of security I mean. I’m talking about emotional support. I talked to Kaley about you, and she opened my eyes to what I should have seen on my own. She thinks I should propose, and I agree with her that I should.” His voice went soft. “I apologize for not having done it before now.”
    Oh, God. Dana’s heart thumped. Dare she ask? Dare she make him say it? “Propose what?”
    He made an old-fashioned gesture, bending slightly at the waist. “Marriage. Ask for your hand in matrimony.” He righted his posture.
    “Is that why you’re here? To propose?”
    “Yes, that’s exactly why I’m here.”
    “I think I need to sit down.” Suddenly she was feeling a tad dizzy.
    Eric opened the passenger door to his car, and she slid onto the seat and told herself to breathe. He got behind the wheel. She rolled the milkshake cup across her forehead, grateful for its icy coolness.
    “Are you okay?” he asked.
    “I’m getting there.” She lowered the cup. “Do