“Make way, make way,” Reno snaps, nudging people aside with the end of his truncheon as he leads you through the crowded Sector 2 streets. “Jeez, can’t ya’ see the lady’s heavily pregnant? Move!”

You’re actually only four months pregnant with a barely noticeable bump, but that hasn’t stopped Reno from going completely mother hen on you. It’s not his fault. When you two started dating, he didn’t expect to get you pregnant this quickly. Or at all, really. Even now, while shopping with you for baby clothes at the local market, Reno acts more like a bodyguard than a soon-to-be father, refusing to let anyone get within an arm’s reach of you. His instincts are on high alert as he follows you around the stalls. “We shoulda just gone shopping online,” he mutters, reaching for your hand to hold.