He takes the plastic bag to the bathroom and comes back to hold me. “Babe, what happened?”
“Long story short, I freaked.”
He picks me up and takes me to the counter in the bathroom. When he sets me down, he kisses me soft and sweet and holds me close.
“There are a couple in here,” he motions to the bag. “You pick, I’m right here with you.”
“Sweetheart, I can take it from here. Wait for me on the bed.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I can’t pee in front of you.”
“You have two minutes and then we wait together.” He kisses me again. “And Ravenel James Collins, I really hope it’s positive.” He steps through the door, and I start crying again. Fucking Declan!
Once I’m done I open the door and tackle Declan on the bed. He holds me close, and I situate myself on top of him. Even as nervous as I am, he turns me on. What the hell is wrong with me? We’re about to have a life changing moment, and I’m horny. He smiles against my lips but keeps kissing me until an alarm buzzes.
“I gave it five minutes. Knew the test needed three.”
“You ready for the answer?”
“Yes, but there’s only one answer I want.” He squeezes me tightly.
“Declan, how can you be so sure? The tour, the recording, next year?”
“Fucking A’ are we going through this again?”
I shake my head and roll off him. He follows me to the bathroom and pulls me against him when I pick up the test.
Pregnant
Our eyes connect in the mirror, and we both have unshed tears shining.
“We’re going to have a baby.” I whisper.
“Yes, we are.”
“We’re going to be parents.”
“Umm-hmm,” he nuzzles his face in my neck. His arms circle my waist, his fingertip’s rub against the bare skin of my stomach. I turn into him.
“Declan, I’m freaking out a little here. Aren’t you?”
“Nope. I’m enjoying the moment.” He continues rubbing lightly on my abdomen.
Tears fall down my cheeks when our eyes connect. His face is full of love and happiness. I lean up and place my lips against his. He pulls me close and deepens our kiss. Like normal, sparks fly between us with passion and desire. He moves us out of the small bathroom space and walks us to the bed, never breaking our kiss. He lays me down and breaks away. We’re both panting and staring into each other’s eyes. His composure calms me. I’m no longer freaking out. I lift up to kiss him again when there’s a banging at the door. We both look at the door in confusion.
“Fucking hell.” Declan says as he unclasps my legs around his waist and adjusts himself in his shorts. He looks through the peep hole and rolls his eyes at me. “I’m sorry, I’ll try to get rid of them.”
He opens the door and Blake, Cooper, and Nate walk in locking eyes with me. They all have worried expressions.
“Well?” Blake asks Declan.
“Guys, I told you I’d call you later. Now’s not a good time.”
“Bullshit! You think we’re just going to wait around?”
“What are y’all talking about?” I ask.