A soft laugh sounded in her ear, and when she looked up, she met the man's indulgent gaze.
Caught off guard, Aria listened as he tenderly told her, "If you really are pregnant, then it might not be so bad if I don't win the election."
"Brandon Heath…" Aria stared at him in astonishment.
"Aria, I don't think I could give up my career entirely for our family. People have many pursuits in life - family, career, love - they're all important and all indispensable."
"I wouldn't ask you to give up any one of them, either. However, if one aspect becomes more important, I'll make some concessions in other areas to keep everything in balance."
His warm hand gently squeezed hers: "If you really are carrying our baby, I'll give up my candidacy in this election."
"Brandon Heath, have you gone mad?" Aria stared at him with wide, disbelieving eyes.
She couldn't believe what she'd just heard.
He said… if she were pregnant, he'd give up this General Election?