Move (Club Kitten Dancers #1)(22)

I can’t get ahead of myself, though. I don’t even know if Aidan is going to want to be involved in our baby’s life. I can’t be that presumptuous. There’s always the chance that he’ll tell me to get lost, that he won’t want to be bothered with something as mundane as raising a child.

Still, a little part of me hopes he’ll be willing to be part of our child’s life. There’s so much I won’t be able to understand when it comes to raising a shifter baby. Having Aidan around to explain things, at least some of the time, would be perfect.

But it was just one night.

It was never meant to be serious.

Before I burst into tears again, I realize I’m just standing in front of the building, so I head up to the door and push it open. The smell of freshly baked goods overwhelms me, and my stomach growls.

“Just a minute,” a voice from the back calls out, but my heart goes cold. It’s not the voice of an old, retired bear.

It’s the voice of Aidan.

Aidan is the polar bear.