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I shake my head. “No.”
“Is there any chance you could be pregnant?” the paramedic asks.
I bite my bottom lip, frightened to give my response. “I am pregnant,” I finally answer.
“What?” Hunter roars, and my stomach twists itself into a million knots.
Finally, the brightness doesn’t hurt my eyes, and I look up at Hunter. A wild expression is on his face as he runs his hand through his hair.
“Do you know how far along you are?” the paramedic asks.
I shake my head. “No. I found out a couple of days ago. I think it’s early, maybe five or so weeks?” My voice shakes as I speak.
I want Hunter to comfort me. To hold my hand, assure me that everything is going to be all right, and there is nothing wrong with our baby.
What if the fall I took...
I stop myself from that train of thought. I don’t want to think that our baby may be gone already.
I place a hand over my scrunched eyes, and a warm hand wraps around the one I have placed on my stomach. Hunter’s forehead presses against mine.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he whispers.
“Because you wouldn’t have let me come tonight. I needed to save my mother. I don’t have much family left.” My voice cracks.
“You’re right about that. There’s no way you would have stepped foot in the door to that place tonight. I would have found a way to get your mother out.” His lips press against my cheek. “I was worried I’d lost you. It was like Landon had a sixth sense and stepped in. I owe him my life.”
I pull my hand away, Hunter’s face hovering over mine. Tears shine on his cheeks. “Landon knew about my pregnancy,” I say softly.
Hunter snaps upright. “You told him but not me?” he questions accusingly.
“He found out the night he followed me into the city. He saw me purchase the test. I’m so sorry, Hunter. I was going to tell you earlier, but everything was happening so fast.”
Hunter opens his mouth to respond when the paramedic interrupts us. “Excuse me, we’re about to pull into the emergency entrance. We’ll get you booked in and checked out with the doctor.” His soft eyes hold my gaze.
I nod, and Hunter sits upright, not looking at me. My chest aches. I need him.
“Can you tell me how the guy is who was shot?” Hunter asks before the back doors swing open.
“I’m not sure. I heard he was critical. He might be in surgery right now.” The paramedic jumps out of the ambulance and starts rattling off my stats to the doctors who have come to meet the ambulance.
The bed is pulled out, and I look around, panic slowly creeping through my veins. Hunter, where are you?
“I’m right here.” Hunter’s low words come from behind me. I squeeze my eyes shut for a moment.
He’s here.
Everything will be all right.
He’s most likely processing the news.
I’m put into a bay, and the doctors attach me to new machines, showing my heart rate is elevated. I have to calm down.
A female doctor comes toward me. “Good evening, Miss Redmont. Your chart says you’re pregnant. Do you know how far along?” She places my folder on the bedside table, taking her stethoscope from around her neck. She presses it against the red satin of the dress, which now has a broken strap.
“Um...I’m only about five or six weeks, I think. I only did the test a couple of days ago.” I glance at Hunter, and his haunting stare frightens me. What is he thinking?
“Lean forward, please.”
