Stacy looked at me in disgust. “You never slept with me when I stayed over.”
A sliver of satisfaction ran through me, knowing in certain ways, I had more of Aiden. It was wrong, but I couldn’t deny the thought.
Sitting up, Aiden sounded agitated and his muscles contracted while speaking. “Stacy, cut the shit. What the fuck are you doing here? And how’d you get in?”
She fully entered the room, dressed in jeans and a leather coat. “I climbed the trellis to your balcony and used my key like we used to when I’d come over for a good time.”
Any satisfaction I had was gone. Now, I felt sick, but remained wordless and tucked into Aiden’s side. They’d slept together in Aiden’s room. I didn’t want to think about Aiden with her.
He was not happy as he looked at me with a set jaw, then back to the Stacy. “Leave the key on the dresser and go home.”
She walked closer and unzipped her coat. “Aiden, I need to talk to you. I’ve been trying to talk to you since after Halloween.”
“Stacy.” He pinned her with a gaze that would have me melting in horror on the spot.
“It’s important.” Even I softened at her desperation.
With his index finger and thumb, he massaged the bridge of his nose. “We’ve been through this. I love Kenzie.”
She gasped. “Aiden it’s only been like two months.” Holding out her hands, she stopped. “I’m getting off track here. I still need to talk to you.” Walking closer, she pleaded, “Please, Aiden.”
This was getting awkward. I leaned up to Aiden’s ear and whispered, “If you need to speak to her alone, I’m okay with it.”
“No.” Aiden’s answer was spoken with finality as he looked me in the eyes. I wasn’t going to argue with him.
Scooting to the edge of the bed, Aiden ran his hands through his hair. I adjusted the covers around me feeling awkward. “I’m not playing games, Stacy. If you want to talk to me, we’ll have to do it in front of Kenzie. This is my decision, not Kenzie’s.”
A twinge of guilt stabbed me as her face fell. Never ending compassion was something I had because of The Society.
Stacy sobbed, “I’m pregnant.”
I froze. This was awkward beyond description. Aiden’s ex had snuck into his parents’ home, found us in bed together, and was now telling him she was pregnant. I wanted no part in this rendezvous. Per Aiden, it’d been months since they’d slept together.
Aiden looked back at me, his eyes wide. “Kenzie, it’s not mine. I swear it.”
Meeting his gaze, I touched his hand, trying to reassure him. “I know. I didn’t have a doubt.”
Stacy leaned against the dresser, broken. “It’s Trent’s. I’m about eight weeks along.” Big tears rolled down her face. “I found out the day after the Halloween party.”
“Does Trent know?” For a moment, a pained look passed over Aiden’s face. This had to be hard considering how close they’d been when they dated, regardless if there weren’t feelings there now. Stacy had cheated on Aiden with Trent.
She shook her head. “Trent and I are just having fun.” Not meeting our gaze, Stacy played with her nail. “I wanted you to come with me to tell my parents. You know how they are.”
“Fuck.” Aiden scrubbed his hand down his face as he stood and paced around the room.
Pamela spoke from the hall. “What’s going on?” In the doorway stood Aiden’s parents in their terry cloth robes. I’d never been so grateful in my life to have worn clothes to bed. Thankfully, Aiden had gotten out from under the covers with me and stood. I looked like I’d been alone in my bed. “Why is everyone up and in Kenzie’s room?”
I could tell he was tense with how he rolled his shoulders. “Stacy came to see me.”
Stacy glanced my way. Pamela was mildly agitated. “Aiden, let me speak with you in the hall, please.”
“Yes, Mom.”
Oh, I didn’t want to be involved in this. I’d just met his parents and if Stacy talked about how she’d found us together, this was going to get worse.
Looking back at me, Aiden mouthed, Are you okay?
Besides the nerves that had taken root, not knowing how this was going to end, I was fine. I mouthed back, Yes.