“It’s just . . . I’ve never . . . you . . . my heart . . . I can’t even.”
His mouth rose in a crooked smile as his blue eyes pierced mine. “Take a deep breath and blow it out.”
I closed my eyes and did what he said. Inhaling a deep breath, I calmly blew out while opening my eyes again.
“For years I put on this show about not caring about finding love; then you came into my life and I found myself doing nothing but thinking of you every second of the day.”
Grayson’s smile grew bigger as he moved his thumbs softly across my skin. That simple action on his part meant more to me than he would ever know. The way he cared for me had my heart feeling as if it would burst from happiness.
“I pushed you away because I was afraid of how you made me feel. It was foreign for me to feel like that. I’d always been known as the one who just hooked up with a guy with no intentions of anything serious.” With a slight laugh, I bit my lip. “Most of it was all an act on my part.”
Grayson kissed my lips softly before pulling back and looking at me again. “The second time I saw you in Noah’s house, I knew you were going to be so much more than just some guy I thought was good looking. I felt it in my heart. In the very being of my soul I felt it.”
“Meg,” Grayson whispered as he swallowed hard.
My hands came up and grabbed onto Grayson’s arms. “I can’t imagine my life without you and I’m so terrified you’re going to get scared and run.”
His eyes widened as he pulled his head back. “Scared? You could never scare me.”
My stomach quivered as I gave a sideway glance and made a face. “I’m pretty sure I can.”
Grayson laughed and pulled my lips to his where he kissed me hard and fast. “There is nothing you could ever do or say that would ever cause me to walk away from you.”
Licking my lips nervously, I looked back into his eyes. “You don’t miss your old life at all?”
He didn’t even have to think about his answer. “No. I’m madly in love with my new life.”
Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. I’m fixin’ to spook him.
“Gray, I have to tell you something, and you have to promise me this isn’t going to change anything.”
His smile faded and was replaced by a concerned look. “O-okay.”
“I . . . I um . . . well . . . I ah—”
“Jesus Christ, Meg, spit it out. You’re freaking me out.”
My stomach dipped as I fought to hold down whatever food was in my stomach. Just say it Meagan.
“I’m pregnant.”
Grayson let out a low chuckle that was quickly replaced by his eyes widening and his expression going blank. He slowly shook his head and whispered, “What?”
Please don’t make me say it again!
I stared at him as my stance became restless. Grayson’s arms dropped to his side as he took a few steps away from me.
No. Please God don’t do this to me. Please don’t take him from me.
“Say something,” I said as I wrapped my arms around my body.
His blinked rapidly as he whispered, “Give me a second.”
Turning, he walked out of the bedroom and left me standing there, naked. This was not how I pictured the first time I told the man I loved that I was pregnant with his child. Glancing down, I saw one of Grayson’s T-shirts on the chair. Reaching for it, I pulled it over my head. Grayson had brought my purse in and had dropped it to the floor so I grabbed it and searched for my cell phone.
When I heard the front door open and close, I dropped to the bed and cried.
Pulling up my contacts, I searched for Grace’s number and hit call.