but her fingers began lacing up the back of the dress.
Angela went back into the bathroom to show Marcie the stick and tell her that she wasn’t pregnant, but stick turned pink. The words “Pregnant” read in the tiny window and for a moment she couldn’t breathe. All of the air was sucked out of the room because when she tried to take a deep breath, she couldn’t.
She glanced back at Marcie but her friend was busy peering in the mirror over the dresser and arranging her hair. Angela slowly closed the bathroom door and sat down on the toilet as thoughts flew rapid fire through her head. She’d known she was mid-cycle the first she sleep with Isaac but she’d gotten to the doctor’s office within 72 hours. Sure it said it wouldn’t work if she was already pregnant but she’d gotten her period within two weeks like she was supposed to
Angela didn’t know how long she’d sat there on that toilet trying to figure out what to do when she was jolted back to reality by the loud knock on the door. Panicked, Angela wrapped the stick in toilet paper and threw it under the cabinet before opening the door. “Sorry, using the bathroom.”
When the door opened it wasn’t Marcella on the other side, it was Isaac.
He stood there in a black suit and a yellow tie that matched her dress. His blue eyes were serious when they landed on hers. She looked around the room and saw that Marcie had disappeared. She doubted that it was a coincidence. His arms wrapped around her and she laid her head on his chest. She loved the way he smelled. That was all she wanted to think about, the fabulous smell of his cologne and the feel of his hard chest pressed to her cheek.
“I don’t want to talk about it right now.” She said quietly.
She felt Isaac take a deep breath. His lack of surprise confirmed that Marcie had indeed found him and told him about the pregnancy test.
“When?” his husky voice asked gently.
“Tomorrow,” she whispered. “Just not right now, Ok?”
He kissed her temple and when she looked up at him, he placed a kiss on her lips. The kiss started gentle and soft but when he deepened the kiss she followed his lead opening up to him. He smiled against her lips when her hands curled in the lapels of the jacket.
“We need to leave soon.” He reminded her.
She released his jacket and stepped back with a nod. She pinned up her hair with a yellow clip and a handful of pins before leaving the room. When she descended the steps Isaac held out a hand to her, which she quickly grasped. She smiled as they left the house. Whenever things had been bad in the past she realized he was always right there quietly supporting her and lending her strength. She squeezed his hand tightly, and he looked over at her with a smile before opening her door and moving to the other side of the car.
By the time they reached the ballroom of the hotel she was nervous all over again. The event was in full swing when they stepped inside. Countless couples danced on the dance floor and tables dotted the outer perimeter of the dance floor. Looking around she spotted he Whitman family gathered around a table on the far side.
Marcella was the first to notice them at the door and came over, pulling her into an embrace. “It’ll be okay.” She whispered in Angela’s ear.
“I know.” Angela smiled back.
Once at the table she greeted the rest of the Whitman family. Charles asked her to dance and she looked around for Isaac to make sure he didn’t mind but realized he had disappeared. She searched around the room and finally she spotted him heading towards the DJ.
Charles tugged on her hand and she followed him out to the dance floor and once there she spotted Jessica dancing and waved to her. She was having fun and laughing when Marcella came over as well.
She lost track of how long she’d been over there dancing and laughing with her friends. Finally she pleaded fatigue and stopped for a fruit drink from the table. Smiling she looked
Angela went back into the bathroom to show Marcie the stick and tell her that she wasn’t pregnant, but stick turned pink. The words “Pregnant” read in the tiny window and for a moment she couldn’t breathe. All of the air was sucked out of the room because when she tried to take a deep breath, she couldn’t.
She glanced back at Marcie but her friend was busy peering in the mirror over the dresser and arranging her hair. Angela slowly closed the bathroom door and sat down on the toilet as thoughts flew rapid fire through her head. She’d known she was mid-cycle the first she sleep with Isaac but she’d gotten to the doctor’s office within 72 hours. Sure it said it wouldn’t work if she was already pregnant but she’d gotten her period within two weeks like she was supposed to
Angela didn’t know how long she’d sat there on that toilet trying to figure out what to do when she was jolted back to reality by the loud knock on the door. Panicked, Angela wrapped the stick in toilet paper and threw it under the cabinet before opening the door. “Sorry, using the bathroom.”
When the door opened it wasn’t Marcella on the other side, it was Isaac.
He stood there in a black suit and a yellow tie that matched her dress. His blue eyes were serious when they landed on hers. She looked around the room and saw that Marcie had disappeared. She doubted that it was a coincidence. His arms wrapped around her and she laid her head on his chest. She loved the way he smelled. That was all she wanted to think about, the fabulous smell of his cologne and the feel of his hard chest pressed to her cheek.
“I don’t want to talk about it right now.” She said quietly.
She felt Isaac take a deep breath. His lack of surprise confirmed that Marcie had indeed found him and told him about the pregnancy test.
“When?” his husky voice asked gently.
“Tomorrow,” she whispered. “Just not right now, Ok?”
He kissed her temple and when she looked up at him, he placed a kiss on her lips. The kiss started gentle and soft but when he deepened the kiss she followed his lead opening up to him. He smiled against her lips when her hands curled in the lapels of the jacket.
“We need to leave soon.” He reminded her.
She released his jacket and stepped back with a nod. She pinned up her hair with a yellow clip and a handful of pins before leaving the room. When she descended the steps Isaac held out a hand to her, which she quickly grasped. She smiled as they left the house. Whenever things had been bad in the past she realized he was always right there quietly supporting her and lending her strength. She squeezed his hand tightly, and he looked over at her with a smile before opening her door and moving to the other side of the car.
By the time they reached the ballroom of the hotel she was nervous all over again. The event was in full swing when they stepped inside. Countless couples danced on the dance floor and tables dotted the outer perimeter of the dance floor. Looking around she spotted he Whitman family gathered around a table on the far side.
Marcella was the first to notice them at the door and came over, pulling her into an embrace. “It’ll be okay.” She whispered in Angela’s ear.
“I know.” Angela smiled back.
Once at the table she greeted the rest of the Whitman family. Charles asked her to dance and she looked around for Isaac to make sure he didn’t mind but realized he had disappeared. She searched around the room and finally she spotted him heading towards the DJ.
Charles tugged on her hand and she followed him out to the dance floor and once there she spotted Jessica dancing and waved to her. She was having fun and laughing when Marcella came over as well.
She lost track of how long she’d been over there dancing and laughing with her friends. Finally she pleaded fatigue and stopped for a fruit drink from the table. Smiling she looked
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