after removing it from her body. Flashes of what we shared after that moment filled my mind, and I smiled, feeling calm for just a moment.
I looked up to find Sarah staring down at the shirt. The expression on her face was easy to read. I had known her long enough to recognize jealousy.
“So what’s so important that you had to drive all the way from Miami to tell me? A phone call would have worked just the same.”
“This needed to be said in person,” Ray said. “I think you should sit down.”
My stomach knotted as I took a seat. The room felt like it was closing in around me as they sat down too.
“I actually should have told you this weeks ago.” Sarah spoke softly as she twisted her hands in her lap. “I know my dad thinks I’ve been running around with Greg again, but I haven’t. I also know I’ve screwed up a lot.”
That was an understatement.
“I’ve been trying to, um…” She looked up at me. “I wasn’t sure how to tell you.”
“Tell me what?” I narrowed my eyes at her, bracing myself for whatever she had to say.
“I’m pregnant,” she whispered.
I stared at her as the words sunk in. A disgusted laugh escaped me. “What, you honestly want me to believe that it’s mine?”
“Unnecessary, Easton.” Ray’s voice boomed through the room.
I had reached my breaking point. “Unnecessary?” Standing up from the couch, I turned to him and pointed at Sarah without taking my eyes off Ray. “She fucked with my life for well over a year. She slept around on me and lied at every turn. Now you show up here and expect me to believe that she’s carrying my child?”
“It’s true,” Sarah whispered. Tears began to fall from her eyes as she reached into her purse and pulled out a piece of paper. “I got this at the doctor two days ago.”
She held the sheet out toward me, and I ripped it from her hands. My stomach dropped as I turned it around. It was a sonogram picture with Sarah’s name and a date at the top.
“This doesn’t prove anything, just that you’re knocked up.” A look of hurt covered her face, and Ray stood and took a step toward me. “We’ve only been together once in the last six months,” I said.
“Yeah, two months ago,” she said.
“I used protection,” I said through gritted teeth.
“Condoms do fail,” she whispered back.
A long pause set in as I sat down on the couch and stared at the picture in my hand.
“I haven’t been with anyone else but you in over three months,” she said. “The timing is right, Easton. The baby can’t be anyone else’s.”
I felt like my chest was caving in and I could barely breathe, like I was going to pass out and throw up at the same time. The mistakes of my past were coming back to haunt me. And even in my moment of agony, all I could see was Harper’s face, her smile, and that look she gets right after I kiss her breathless.
The idea of her pulling back and walking away from me made me feel as if the walls were closing in. Our relationship was still so new, and I was terrified that this would be too much for her to take.
“And before you ask, I’m keeping the baby.”
My eyes locked on Sarah and anger overtook me.
“What the fuck do you think I’d want you to do? The opposite? I’m not a heartless bastard.” I pointed toward her stomach. “If this is true and you are carrying my child , you better fucking back off, Sarah. Because I will not let you terrorize my child the way you’ve fucked with my world.”
I stood up and tossed the sonogram picture at her. “I want proof. That fucking picture and your word will never be enough.”
I spun around and stormed out of my condo. I had to get out of there. I was losing my shit, and I was afraid of where that would lead me.
***
I drove for over an hour, my mind racing, my world crumbling. A kid, with Sarah of all people.
Life could be cruel sometimes.
I’d made a mistake in the heat of the moment because I was lonely, and now I would
I looked up to find Sarah staring down at the shirt. The expression on her face was easy to read. I had known her long enough to recognize jealousy.
“So what’s so important that you had to drive all the way from Miami to tell me? A phone call would have worked just the same.”
“This needed to be said in person,” Ray said. “I think you should sit down.”
My stomach knotted as I took a seat. The room felt like it was closing in around me as they sat down too.
“I actually should have told you this weeks ago.” Sarah spoke softly as she twisted her hands in her lap. “I know my dad thinks I’ve been running around with Greg again, but I haven’t. I also know I’ve screwed up a lot.”
That was an understatement.
“I’ve been trying to, um…” She looked up at me. “I wasn’t sure how to tell you.”
“Tell me what?” I narrowed my eyes at her, bracing myself for whatever she had to say.
“I’m pregnant,” she whispered.
I stared at her as the words sunk in. A disgusted laugh escaped me. “What, you honestly want me to believe that it’s mine?”
“Unnecessary, Easton.” Ray’s voice boomed through the room.
I had reached my breaking point. “Unnecessary?” Standing up from the couch, I turned to him and pointed at Sarah without taking my eyes off Ray. “She fucked with my life for well over a year. She slept around on me and lied at every turn. Now you show up here and expect me to believe that she’s carrying my child?”
“It’s true,” Sarah whispered. Tears began to fall from her eyes as she reached into her purse and pulled out a piece of paper. “I got this at the doctor two days ago.”
She held the sheet out toward me, and I ripped it from her hands. My stomach dropped as I turned it around. It was a sonogram picture with Sarah’s name and a date at the top.
“This doesn’t prove anything, just that you’re knocked up.” A look of hurt covered her face, and Ray stood and took a step toward me. “We’ve only been together once in the last six months,” I said.
“Yeah, two months ago,” she said.
“I used protection,” I said through gritted teeth.
“Condoms do fail,” she whispered back.
A long pause set in as I sat down on the couch and stared at the picture in my hand.
“I haven’t been with anyone else but you in over three months,” she said. “The timing is right, Easton. The baby can’t be anyone else’s.”
I felt like my chest was caving in and I could barely breathe, like I was going to pass out and throw up at the same time. The mistakes of my past were coming back to haunt me. And even in my moment of agony, all I could see was Harper’s face, her smile, and that look she gets right after I kiss her breathless.
The idea of her pulling back and walking away from me made me feel as if the walls were closing in. Our relationship was still so new, and I was terrified that this would be too much for her to take.
“And before you ask, I’m keeping the baby.”
My eyes locked on Sarah and anger overtook me.
“What the fuck do you think I’d want you to do? The opposite? I’m not a heartless bastard.” I pointed toward her stomach. “If this is true and you are carrying my child , you better fucking back off, Sarah. Because I will not let you terrorize my child the way you’ve fucked with my world.”
I stood up and tossed the sonogram picture at her. “I want proof. That fucking picture and your word will never be enough.”
I spun around and stormed out of my condo. I had to get out of there. I was losing my shit, and I was afraid of where that would lead me.
***
I drove for over an hour, my mind racing, my world crumbling. A kid, with Sarah of all people.
Life could be cruel sometimes.
I’d made a mistake in the heat of the moment because I was lonely, and now I would
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