He was starting to feel like there was a growing list of things he needed to take up with Stacy.

"Shit, Claire. Maybe you can give me five minutes or so to process all this, huh?" he muttered, reaching up to push his hair out of his face. The last thing he wanted to do was fight with her about this. It really wasn't his call, and it wasn't fair to expect her to put her life on hold for his sake. But still...