I was. I smiled and waved as the PerT took off.
I entered my destination on the comm and synced it to the PerT. It zoomed toward the city’s center, toward the medical pavilion. My only hope was to get there before they were able to perform any sort of procedure on her. She did not want this. I did not want this. Not yet. We had both decided to put off the procedure until things in the city settled down. It was insane.
Running off the platform, I sprinted toward the cluster of tall buildings, not knowing which one held Marian. There were four enormous buildings between us. The automatic doors of the nearest building opened with a whoosh. But, before I could make my way to the reception desk, a heavy blow landed at the base of my neck. Everything faded quickly to black.
I jumped up and ran as fast as I could to the toilet, collapsing in front of it, grasping the cold, metal seat for dear life. We’d figured out that if we poured some water down it once in a while, it would flush most everything down. Throwing the lid up, I heaved and heaved. I felt strong hands weave into my hair and hold it back from my face. “I’ve got you. You’re okay.”
Not much came up. We ate more last night than we had since being brought here but that was long gone. I didn’t know what was wrong with me. Well, I had an idea, but admitting it scared me to death, so I tried to ignore it.
When I was finished, I wiped my mouth with a scrap of fabric. My hands were quaking. I felt horrible.
“Come on. Let’s get you up.” Gray helped me to my feet and then guided me slowly over to the bed. My legs were shaking uncontrollably. I plopped down onto the mattress. The covers had made such a difference last night. We spread one beneath us and laid the thickest overtop.
“You need food.”
“That’s the last thing I need.”
“No. I promise. You’ll feel better if you eat.”
I nodded. “Fine. Something light though.”
Gray produced a yeast roll that was surprisingly still soft and moist. I peeled small pieces from it, chewing them well. I needed to get the sour taste out of my mouth before it made me sick all over again. Gray grabbed some food for himself and settled next to me.
“How are you feeling?” I asked.
“I’m fine. Almost healed up.”
“Good.” I had a bad feeling that we were going to need his strength before it was all over.
“You know what’s probably wrong with you, right?” Gray glanced up at me with his sunset eyes.
“I’m so awesome that my body can’t hold it all, so it bubbles out occasionally?” I smiled.
Gray barely blinked. “You are awesome, but that’s not it. You know, don’t you?”
What? “Know? What do you know?”
“That your womb was implanted while you were in Olympus.”
“Implanted?”
“With a fertilized egg. Yes. Implanted.”
“I’m pregnant.” The words felt hollow, foreign.
He stopped chewing and locked eyes with me. “I think so, yes.”
“I’m pregnant.” The words were barely audible.
Gray grabbed my hand. “It’s okay.”
I jerked my hand away. “No, it’s not. I’m not ready for all of this. I’m not ready for any of it. I’m still a virgin! This is crazy!”
Gray didn’t come smother me with affection like Kyan would have. He didn’t try to kiss me to shut me up. He waited patiently while Storm Abigail blew over.
I paced, cried, and hugged my stomach while I told him exactly what I thought about King Harrison Cole and exactly where on his person I’d like to shove my boot.
When I was finished, I sat back down. Gray looked at me and finished chewing whatever meat he had in his hand. “Abs, look, you’re the strongest chick I’ve ever met. Whatever happens, I know you can handle it. Besides, you won’t have to handle it alone.”
I sniffed. “Yes, I will. I don’t have anyone.”
“You have Kyan.”
“No. I don’t. Kyan needs to let me go. I need distance from him. I love him, strictly in a brotherly way.” I blew
I entered my destination on the comm and synced it to the PerT. It zoomed toward the city’s center, toward the medical pavilion. My only hope was to get there before they were able to perform any sort of procedure on her. She did not want this. I did not want this. Not yet. We had both decided to put off the procedure until things in the city settled down. It was insane.
Running off the platform, I sprinted toward the cluster of tall buildings, not knowing which one held Marian. There were four enormous buildings between us. The automatic doors of the nearest building opened with a whoosh. But, before I could make my way to the reception desk, a heavy blow landed at the base of my neck. Everything faded quickly to black.
I jumped up and ran as fast as I could to the toilet, collapsing in front of it, grasping the cold, metal seat for dear life. We’d figured out that if we poured some water down it once in a while, it would flush most everything down. Throwing the lid up, I heaved and heaved. I felt strong hands weave into my hair and hold it back from my face. “I’ve got you. You’re okay.”
Not much came up. We ate more last night than we had since being brought here but that was long gone. I didn’t know what was wrong with me. Well, I had an idea, but admitting it scared me to death, so I tried to ignore it.
When I was finished, I wiped my mouth with a scrap of fabric. My hands were quaking. I felt horrible.
“Come on. Let’s get you up.” Gray helped me to my feet and then guided me slowly over to the bed. My legs were shaking uncontrollably. I plopped down onto the mattress. The covers had made such a difference last night. We spread one beneath us and laid the thickest overtop.
“You need food.”
“That’s the last thing I need.”
“No. I promise. You’ll feel better if you eat.”
I nodded. “Fine. Something light though.”
Gray produced a yeast roll that was surprisingly still soft and moist. I peeled small pieces from it, chewing them well. I needed to get the sour taste out of my mouth before it made me sick all over again. Gray grabbed some food for himself and settled next to me.
“How are you feeling?” I asked.
“I’m fine. Almost healed up.”
“Good.” I had a bad feeling that we were going to need his strength before it was all over.
“You know what’s probably wrong with you, right?” Gray glanced up at me with his sunset eyes.
“I’m so awesome that my body can’t hold it all, so it bubbles out occasionally?” I smiled.
Gray barely blinked. “You are awesome, but that’s not it. You know, don’t you?”
What? “Know? What do you know?”
“That your womb was implanted while you were in Olympus.”
“Implanted?”
“With a fertilized egg. Yes. Implanted.”
“I’m pregnant.” The words felt hollow, foreign.
He stopped chewing and locked eyes with me. “I think so, yes.”
“I’m pregnant.” The words were barely audible.
Gray grabbed my hand. “It’s okay.”
I jerked my hand away. “No, it’s not. I’m not ready for all of this. I’m not ready for any of it. I’m still a virgin! This is crazy!”
Gray didn’t come smother me with affection like Kyan would have. He didn’t try to kiss me to shut me up. He waited patiently while Storm Abigail blew over.
I paced, cried, and hugged my stomach while I told him exactly what I thought about King Harrison Cole and exactly where on his person I’d like to shove my boot.
When I was finished, I sat back down. Gray looked at me and finished chewing whatever meat he had in his hand. “Abs, look, you’re the strongest chick I’ve ever met. Whatever happens, I know you can handle it. Besides, you won’t have to handle it alone.”
I sniffed. “Yes, I will. I don’t have anyone.”
“You have Kyan.”
“No. I don’t. Kyan needs to let me go. I need distance from him. I love him, strictly in a brotherly way.” I blew
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