Lucky in Love (Southern Bride 4)

I thought about it for a moment. “No, should there be?”

Ryan frowned. “Are you sure?”

I gave them a hard stare.

“Unless you want to hear about the new playhouse we’re fixin’ to design, then no, I don’t have anything new to tell y’all.”

Roger huffed as Ryan shook his head. Pete looked out at the dance floor while Jack stared at me.

“What’s the matter with y’all?” I asked.

Jack motioned his beer toward Ryan. “It’s your sister, you should be the one.”

I started at Ryan. “Should be the one to what?”

With a sigh, Ryan placed his bottle of beer down. “Lucy said that she heard from Ms. Townsend’s niece that you were seen coming out of Boerne Jewelers earlier today.”

“So?”

“So?” they all said at once.

It didn’t take me long to figure out why they were all staring at me like I was keeping something from them.

“The owners are interested in a playhouse for their daughter. They asked me to meet them there since it’s close to Valentine’s Day and they’re busy.”

“Thank fuck,” Roger mumbled. “My God, I thought you had lost your mind.”

I shot him a look. “What do you mean?”

“Lucy hinted that you might have bought Saryn a little something for Valentine’s Day,” Ryan said.

“A ring. They all thought you were going to ask her to marry you, but I knew better,” Roger stated with a smug expression.

I laughed. “I know we moved fast when it came to getting together, but I don’t think Saryn is in a rush to walk down the aisle.”

When I noticed Pete hadn’t said anything, I looked at him.

“You’re quiet on the subject.”

He looked around the table and then at me. “I need to talk to you.”

“Okay.”

With a shake of his head, he added, “In private.”

“Right now?” I asked with a half-hearted laugh.

“Yes. Right now.”

He motioned for me to follow him, so I did. “We’ll be right back,” I said as I stood and turned to walk behind Pete. He walked down the back hall and then slipped into a back room that was used for private parties. When I followed him into the room, he shut the door.

I faced him. “What’s wrong?”

Pete scrubbed his hands down his face and then dropped them to his side.

“I know something, and I probably should just mind my own business but I…I can’t.”

“What’s it about?” I asked.

He gave me a blank look. “Saryn and you.”

My stomach lurched, and for a panicked moment I thought he was going to say he’d seen her with another man. I quickly pushed that out of my head. I knew Saryn would never do anything like that.

“Okay, what about us?”

Pete looked serious as all get-out as he said, “How serious is it with y’all, Truitt? I mean, do you see a future with Saryn?”

I chuckled. “I would say it’s pretty damn serious. I’m damn near living with her, and I can’t imagine my life without her.”

He blew out a breath and looked relieved. “Then you might want to rethink the whole asking her to marry you thing, and do it quickly.”

I tried to figure out what in the hell was wrong with him.

“Why?”

He shook his head. “God, I want to tell you, but she’ll kill me.”

“Who?”

“Saryn. And Renee.”

“Who’s Renee?” I asked, starting to feel slightly frustrated.

“She’s someone I started dating a few weeks ago. I picked her up for lunch yesterday and…I saw Saryn leaving the office where Renee works.”

“Ooookay. Can you give me a little more information there, Pete?”

He looked nervous. “Renee didn’t know I knew Saryn, and she happened to mention something about her that she really shouldn’t have…the whole patient privacy thing and all. When she realized I knew who Saryn was, she made me swear I wouldn’t say anything.”

“You’re starting to freak me out, Pete. Is Saryn okay? Where does this Renee work?”

“Northwest Ob/Gyn Associates. She’s a nurse there.”

I paused for a moment before my heart started to beat rapidly.

“She’s been feeling sick the last week, couple of weeks, actually,” I mumbled.

“In the mornings?” Pete prodded.

I nodded.

“Throwing up?”

“Yes.”

Pete attempted not to smile. “Sooo, morning sickness…”

I took a step back in utter shock. “Saryn’s pregnant!”

“She is?”

Confused beyond belief, I pushed Pete. “I don’t know!”

“You said it, not me!” Pete said, looking relieved and excited all at once.

I pushed my fingers through my hair. “I don’t know if she’s pregnant!”

“Oh, well…”

“What in the hell! What are you saying? What did this Renee tell you?”

He held up his hands for me to slow down.

“Take a breath, Truitt. Take a breath.”

“I am taking breaths! A lot of them! She can’t be pregnant, Pete. She’s on the pill. I wear a condom every single time. So it’s impossible!”

“Truitt, just take a second to slow down.”

I leaned over and placed my hands on my thighs as I dragged in one deep breath after another. Could Saryn be pregnant? How would I feel about that? How would she feel? The moment of panic quickly vanished and was replaced by an excitement I’d never experienced before.