“It’s cruel if you make us leave now. We’re in too deep,” Cord added.
I rolled my eyes and let out a long sigh. “They can stay, but you’re not coming into the bathroom with me. Only Steed is, and you have to give us a few minutes to process the results.”
They nodded their heads as if they were my kindergarten students. I tried hard not to let the flicker of amusement in my eyes show. I had to admit, this was a complete one-eighty from the last time I held a pregnancy test in my hands.
“Let’s go, Paxton. You two stay,” Steed said as he pointed to both of them.
“Do you at least have booze?” Cord called out.
“Help yourself to whatever you find, bro.”
My pulse quickened as we drew closer to Steed’s room. Once we walked in, I froze.
Stopping, he turned to look at me. “Baby, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”
Chewing on my lip, I said, “I need a second. It’s hit me all of sudden. I might be pregnant. How did I not realize I was late?”
Steed took my hand and led me over to the bed. “Pax, I didn’t think about it either. Maybe deep down inside we did notice but chose to ignore it for whatever reason.”
I took in a deep breath and exhaled. “I think you’re right. Maybe the fear of what would happen? Being disappointed? I don’t know.”
“Well, we can sit here and analyze it, or we can see if you are.”
With a wide smile, I agreed. “You’re right. So? You ready to find out?”
His eyes filled with excitement. “Never been more ready.”
We both stood. My stomach was in knots. I wasn’t going to try and fool myself that I wasn’t excited. And I knew by Steed’s reaction, he was as well. It was a far cry from ten years ago when we were two young, scared teenagers.
When we walked into the bathroom, Steed laid all the tests out, and I couldn’t help but laugh at how crazy it was for us to buy so many.
“Damn, I guess we bought a lot.”
I agreed. “We did buy a lot. I guess you could say we were excited?”
Steed laughed. “A little.”
For both of us, it was like the first time finding out if we would be parents. And yet it wasn’t a do-over, because I knew we would never forget our first child. But this time around I had a sneaking suspicion that Steed wasn’t upset that we had forgotten protection. Deep down I knew whatever was meant to be would happen. We would both be happy, whatever the outcome.
Amazing what a little bit of growing up and life lessons will teach you.
I picked up the First Response test, and Steed picked up the EPT test.
“I say we open one of each brand.”
“I’m not sure I have that much pee,” I cackled.
Steed ripped open the tests and set them on the counter while I turned on the water and leaned my head in, drinking it straight from the faucet.
After five minutes of drinking tap water, I stood up and covered my stomach. “Eww. I made myself sick drinking so much water.”
With a laugh, Steed sat on the toilet and pulled me onto his lap so that I was straddling him. He lifted his brows, and I could feel his dick hardening under me.
“You in the mood to fool around?” he asked with a wink.
Lifting my brows, I shook my head and tsked. “Your brother and sister are out in the living room!”
“You could be quiet. Besides, you have to practice for when you move in.”
My head drew back to look at him better. “Move in?”
“Yeah. At some point, Pax, I’m going to need you in my bed every night.”
“What about Chloe? What would we say about me moving in and us not being married?”
He smiled. “Looks like it’s a quickie marriage, especially if you’re pregnant.”
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I rubbed against him. The friction caused by his hard one and my jeans were driving me a little crazy.
Digging his fingers into my waist, Steed pushed up, causing a moan to slip out by mistake. He smiled and slowly shook his head.
God the feel of him and the layers of clothes between us was driving me insane. “I want more,” I panted as I pressed my lips to his.
“Fuck yes,” he murmured.
Jumping off him, I quickly kicked off my Converse sneakers and jeans. Steed simply pulled his jeans down and his long, hard dick sprang free. I licked my lips and pushed him back down on the toilet.
Quickly straddling him, I smiled and asked, “Should we use a condom?”
“If you’re not pregnant, do you want to wait?”
I shrugged. “I want to feel you and let things happen how they’re supposed to happen.”
“Fate,” he said softly while running his finger along my jaw line.