“How come you never told me?” His energy suddenly sapped, he peered up at her, realizing she’d cut her hair. The brown waves with hints of cinnamon that once tumbled down her back now barely brushed her shoulders.

Arms crossed, she stared down at him. “Because you’d made it clear you did not want children. It’s why we stopped seeing each other, remember?”

He remembered, all right. 

“Look, Brady, I don’t expect anything from you.” She sighed, lowering her arms. “I know you’ve moved on with your life and I have no intention of interfering. I’m only telling you so you won’t be blindsided if or when you see the boys. And now that I’ve told you, I’ll go.”

When she turned to leave, he sprang to his feet, startling Daisy. “That’s it?” He caught hold of Kirsten’s elbow and stepped in front of her. “You tell me I have twin sons and then expect me to carry on as though nothing has changed?” Dropping his hand, he continued to stare at her. “Do you really think I can do that?”