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She straddles my lap, facing me. “That I’m a terrible liar?”
“Yup. The worst in the world. You would starve if your means of living was playing poker.”
“That’s not good for my self-esteem.”
“Being a liar is not a good quality, so I’m not trying to destroy your ego; keep in mind that your eyes give you away. They shine like gemstones when you’re happy.”
“In that case, a pair of sunglasses would solve my problem.”
She’s getting off-topic, and I’m more curious than ever.
“You said that in addition to the pastry tasting, there’s been an unforeseen event. What happened?”
“God, you don’t miss a thing.”
“No. So what?”
“There’s an issue with the dress.”
“I thought you had already decided on one. Didn’t theVanitystylist promise to design it?”
“Yes, and he did. It’s beautiful, but it won’t fit my body.”
“What?”
She smiles. “We’re going to have to adjust it. Extend it a little.”
I stare at her without understanding at first, but then I notice the barely concealed happiness. “Have you gained weight?” I ask to be sure, but my heart is already beating hard against my rib cage.
“Yes. I’m almost five pounds, and I’m pretty sure I’ll get even bigger soon.”
“Words, Zoe. I want to hear it. I need to hear this,” I plead, cupping her face.
My hand shakes a little. It’s not easy to get me emotional, but she seems to know all the right buttons to push.
“I’m pregnant,” she says, and a tear falls down her cheek. “We’re going to have a baby. I know it wasn’t what we agreed on, but . . .”
I kiss her because there’s nothing I can say that will convey what I’m feeling.
We created a life.
My love for her is now going to be materialized in a tiny piece of both of us.
When we break the kiss, she’s smiling.
“I was afraid to tell you because we hadn’t talked about it yet, but I’m so happy! I feel like I’ve been levitating since the moment I found out earlier today.”
“You thought I wouldn’t be happy?”
“I know you love me. I feel it in every cell of my body, but a child is a never-ending responsibility.”
“I deal well with responsibilities, but this,” I say, placing my hand onher belly, “is not a responsibility; it’s our love and our future. My whole world.”
She snuggles into my arms and lays her head on my chest. I hold her tight.
I believe that everything happens for a reason. It was no coincidence but fate intervening when Beau found and eliminated Mike Howard a few weeks ago. It happened at the right moment, as if the pieces on the board of life were finally falling into place.
* This character will have a book in the future.
