He gave her a small smile before his eyes widened. "Oh, God. What are pregnant women not allowed to eat?"
She pursed her lips. " Nothing unusual. Raw meat, caffeine, alcohol, raw eggs.. Mostly raw stuff. And smoked seafood."
She paused, sighing as she put down a utensil. "Jack.. I'm serious. I'm just fine right now, okay? Don't worry."
"Avice," he said, his voice low in her ear. "We're having a baby. I expect you to know me well enough to know that worrying is a second nature to me."
She leaned her head back. "I know.. But let me have this, okay? I probably won't even be able eventually.."