“What the hell,” I yell, my whole body going numb. Bracing my hands on the side of the table, I draw in deep breaths, my head still shaking no as I try to figure out how this could have happened. Every time, we used condoms. We were safe. What the fuck? “No. How do you know? This has to be wrong.”
“You know we always do a urine test at the start of your sessions to check your levels.”
“It’s wrong,” I say defiantly, my heart pounding against my ribs as I start to feel dizzy. “I can’t be pregnant.”
“Have you skipped your period?”
I pause, squeezing the table until my knuckles turn white as I suck in breath after breath, racking my brain for that information. Closing my eyes, I feel the tears escaping from them and down the side of my face when I realize the truth.
I did…
“Yes.”
Looking up at her, I hope this is all a joke. A funny scare tactic to make me never want to have sex again. But as I meet her gaze, I know it isn’t. This is happening, and holy shit, I’m pregnant.
With a baby.
Jace’s baby.
Oh, crap.
I gasp for breath, pretty damn sure I’m having a panic attack. While the doctor talks about the new meds, I’m still trying to process this. How did this happen? I mean, I know that it can, but we were safe. Well, I’m not on my own birth control, but I was going to get it after my next period that I just realized never came. Oh my God, does this mean I got pregnant the first time we did it? Shit, he is amazing at everything he does. His boys broke through a damn condom.
This isn’t funny.
Oh my God.
What am I going to do?
“Do you understand?”
Looking at her with wide, tear-filled eyes, I shake my head. “No, I don’t fucking understand. I’m not fully understanding that I’m pregnant yet.”
When her eyes widen, I can only shake my head as the tears fall.
Damn it, what is Jace going to say?
What is he going to do?
I don’t doubt that he will stay by my side.
But we don’t need this.
Oh, God.
What are we going to do?
I’m bouncing on the tips of my toes as I wait for Avery to appear from the exit of the Southwest terminal. I may be early, and I may have to drive around since I’m on a timer, but I don’t care. I just want to see her. Hold her.
Kiss her.
God, I miss her.
Moving my finger up and down the thorn on the rose I got for her, I wonder where she is. She texted me saying she was here five minutes ago, so what’s taking so long? When my phone vibrates in my pocket, I pull it out, praying it’s Avery telling me she’s coming out now. But it’s Jude.
Jude: So I’m guessing since I haven’t gotten any calls of you crying, you and Avery are good?
Me: We will be. She just landed.