Miles’ embrace is everything to me right now. He’s strong and caring. He’s the rock I need to get through this. My body reacts to his like we’re meant to be.
We are meant to be.
But what if he wants his big move? The new contract. Big money. A team built around him, just like that dude was saying right before I nearly threw up in his lap.
This will ruin everything for Miles.
“Um, Ellie?” Miles’ voice is deep. He grips my shoulders and forces our eyes to lock. “Is that… Is that… Yours?”
Miles glances over my shoulder, lifting his chin at the sight behind me. Fuck. A buzzing bundle of nerves makes my stomach queasy again. My hands grip on his shirt and I never want to let go. Miles has become everything to me, but any second now, once I reveal what’s going on… He’ll be gone.
I’ve never felt so small.
I gulp down. This is it.
“Yes, it’s mine,” I say quietly.
I look up, expecting a shocked mouth and lost eyes. Only, when I look into Miles’ gorgeous golden eyes, he’s not frowning. There’s no confusion. His face hasn’t lost all colour.
No.
He’s… He’s… Smiling.
“And what have you got it for?” Miles says, a strange hint of hope and optimism lifting his voice.
My heart is racing. “Well, I haven’t been feeling too well… As you know. So, I bought it this afternoon before you picked me up.”
Miles grunts and nods. Our bodies are close. The slight distance between us is closed off by Miles’ arms, as he holds my shoulders and smiles down at me with a twinkle like I’ve never seen on him before.
“Have you looked? Tell me… Are you… Are you-”
“I haven’t looked…” I cut Miles off, unable to stop the smile forming on my lips.
I can’t believe he’s reacting like this. I did not expect a giant hockey player to get so swoony over a possible surprise pregnancy. Has he forgotten this could potentially change everything forever? A child being born is no small thing. Our lives will never be the same.
“Is it ready?” Miles says, his eyes unmoved from the box on the toilet.
“I think so,” I shrug. I spin around and Miles’ hands slide between my arms and curl around my belly. He cuddles me from behind and his chin rests on top of my shoulder, his breath hot against my neck.
Unable to wipe the smile from my face, I notice his palms feel hot around my stomach. Inside my body, could be the seed of our raging passion. An excited flutter fills me, and when Miles starts rubbing my belly ever so gently, I swear I feel his breath choke.
“Baby… Would you like to look together?”
Miles hums a confirmation, and we step forward into the cubicle together. His arms remain locked around me, holding my stomach with soft hands. I reach down and collect the stick, careful not to look at the tiny window.
I spin and face Miles as he releases his hold from around me. Puffing my cheeks, I ask, “Ready?”
“Yep,” Miles nods. “No! Wait!”
Miles’ eyes pop wide, and as they do, his hands clasp my cheeks. He lowers down and pulls me into a deep, tender kiss. My tongue swipes across his, slowly and tentatively. It’s a kiss like we’ve never shared before. It’s not hot and steamy, bursting with lust. No. It’s deep, loving and with every lather of his mouth against mine, I know this man is in it for the long haul. He loves me and I love him, no matter what the test says… He’ll be by my side for the rest of our lives.
Miles pulls away. “OK. Now we’re ready.”
With a nervous giggle, I nod and look down.
Two lines.
Miles looks up at me, happiness oozing from the corners of his eyes in the shape of tiny tears.
“Pregnant! We’re pregnant!”