The Epilogue (Trinity Academy 5)

“Fuck, you’re pregnant?” The disbelief colors his voice dark, and I almost flinch away from the words.

Not wanting Mason to think that I tried to tie him down by getting pregnant, the words begin to spill from me. “I don’t expect anything from you. It was really an accident. I won’t even tell anyone. I’ll… I’ll…” A sob cuts through my rambling as my new reality begins to sink in hard and heavy.

I might lose Mason.MasonI stand frozen, my eyes never leaving the tests.

Kingsley’s not sick. The relief I feel is immense. My mind started to conjure up all kinds of shit because she wasn’t getting any better.

Holllleee fuck.

I so didn’t see this coming.

Kingsley’s pregnant.

With my child.

My child.

When Kingsley stops talking, and I hear her crying, I pull my eyes away from the tests.

My world is rocked for a second time when I see the fear on her face. She looks more scared than she did when she found out Serena tried to kill her.

“Hunt,” I breathe, and I quickly wrap my arms around her trembling body. Hugging her tightly, I press a kiss to her temple. “We’ll figure this out.”

She begins to ramble through the sobs, “I meant what I said. I don’t expect anything from you. I wasn’t trying to tie you down.”

It’s only then I realize I didn’t take in a word she was saying while I was staring in total shock at the tests.

Pulling back, I bring a hand up and wipe the tears from her cheeks. “I know, Kingsley. We’ll figure this out together.”

She stares up at me with a world of uncertainty, swimming in her blue eyes. “You’re not angry?”

The corner of my mouth lifts, and I shake my head. “I’m not gonna lie. I’m shocked out of my mind, but I’m not angry. It takes two people to make a baby.”

I’m caught by surprise when a warm feeling begins to spread through my chest.

Kingsley Hunt is carrying my child.

I really didn’t think I could love her more than I already do, but as I stare into her eyes, what I feel for her far surpasses love. Kingsley is my everything.

“Fuck,” I try to breathe past the emotion and take a step back from her as the lump in my throat keeps growing. My eyes begin to well with tears as I lower them to her abdomen. A smile slowly begins to form around my lips. “We’re having a child.”

Kingsley sucks in a shaky breath, and it draws my eyes back to her face. Cautiously she stares at me before she asks, “Aren’t you scared?”

I think about what she just asked and search through my feelings. “I’m nervous as hell but not scared. My dad survived raising me, so I’m pretty confident I can do it as well.”

The little color Kingsley has drains away from her face. “My mom didn’t survive having me.”Chapter 6Mason‘My mom didn’t survive having me.’

The words keep playing over and over in my head as we drive to Mr. Hunt’s practice.

“I don’t know how to tell my Dad,” Kingsley murmurs from the passenger seat. “I haven’t even had time to process this.”

The moment Kingsley reminded me that her mom died during childbirth, I dragged her out of the dorm and stuffed her into my car.

“I’ll tell your dad,” I bite the words out. “Right now, it’s important to find out everything about your mom’s death so I can make sure you get the best care.”

I won’t lose Kingsley.

I can’t.

By the time we pull up to the building, I feel sick to my stomach. I park the car and quickly get out. Jogging around the front, I get to the passenger side as Kingsley opens the door. I place my arm around her and pull her closer as we walk inside.

When the receptionist sees Kingsley, a wide smile spreads over her face. “Hey, Kingsley, you’re in luck. A patient just left, and your father has ten minutes. You can go through.”

We walk down the short hallway, and Kingsley slowly pushes open the door to the office. “Hey, Dad.”

Mr. Hunt’s head snaps up, and a smile instantly forms around his mouth. He gives us both a puzzled look. “This is an unexpected but nice surprise.”

When he gets up from behind his desk, his eyes lock on Kingsley’s face, and the smile around his mouth becomes a frown. “What’s wrong?”

I’ve never been one to beat around the bush, and I’m not about to start. “Kingsley just found out she’s pregnant.”

Shock registers on his face, and he opens and closes his mouth a couple of times. He sits back down and then asks, “Is this good news or bad news?”

“Dad?” Kingsley asks, a look of confusion settling on her face. “What do you mean?”

“Well, do you want the child? I don’t know if I should congratulate you or not.”