C138 I am beginning to think you don't even know who the father of your baby is

Xavier's pulse throbbed in his ears as he eased the bedroom door shut behind him, careful not to let the latch click. Cathleen's measured breathing filled the space he'd left, her chest rising and falling with the rhythm of undisturbed slumber. He hesitated, casting a shadow against the dim moonlight seeping through the curtains, before turning away