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“How did you know about that?” I snapped.
“Greer told Cameron. Cameron told me. And Ian told me, actually. Basically everyone knows.”
“This fucking family,” I hissed under my breath. “No onecan ever have any privacy.” I stood from the table, pacing back and forth in the kitchen. “Oh shit, shit, what if I’m pregnant?”
Parker stood too, gripping my shoulders and bending down to make sure I was looking at him. “Stop. Breathe. What do you need?”
My chin quivered. “A pregnancy test?”
He nodded. “Okay. I mean, I’ve never bought one, but how hard can it be?”
“You can’t go buy me one,” I yelled.
“Why not?”
My hand waved in a wild gesture. “You’re, you’reyou. You’re ten feet tall, and everyone knows you, and the last thing you need is some tabloid headline that Parker Wilder is out buying pregnancy tests for a mystery woman.”
He rolled his eyes. “I’ll wear a hat.”
“Oh, because that’ll disguise who you are.”
Parker merely raised his eyebrows. “Would you rather walk into the drugstore to get your own?”
At the mental imagethatconjured, all eyes in the entire town zeroing in on me in the pregnancy test aisle, I whimpered, and my stomach roiled dangerously.
“That’s what I thought.” He squeezed my shoulders. “I’ll be right back, okay?”
“Get the digital one,” I called out as he hustled out the door a few minutes later, Voyagers hat tugged low on his forehead.
He waved a hand over his shoulder as the door slammed shut behind him. When the sound of his truck engine disappeared, I curled up under a blanket and tried to steady my breathing.
I didn’t even need the test. Deep down, I knew. Iknew.
Jax Cartwright and his super penis couldn’t just give me one night of good sex. He had toimpregnate me. God, it wasunfair. Of course his sperm would be stronger than birth control.
Frantically, I thought back to the week before I’d gone to his house, my throat closing up with the realization that I’d been sick and taken antibiotics to knock out a nasty head cold. Shit. That messed things up, didn’t it? Immediately, I wanted to call Greer. Or Cameron’s girlfriend, Ivy. Or my mom.
But they’d freak out. Like level ten, code red panic. They’d want to avenge my honor.
They’d march into every bank in Redmond trying to figure out who the guy was. And ohfuck my life, when they found out who did the impregnating.
My stomach bottomed out, and I took a deep breath to try to keep myself from dry heaving. I wouldn’t,couldn’t, tell them anything until Jax got home. I snatched my phone and immediately pulled up his number.
I need to talk to you. Please call me when you have a chance.
I pressed send, holding my breath, and then lost it in a gust when a red exclamation point showed up next to the text. Undeliverable. With a growl of frustration, I threw my phone onto the couch and waited for Parker.
He was home in record time, bursting through the door with a bag in his hand. When he dumped it over, seven or eight boxes fell in a pile.
Brows high on my forehead, I glanced up at him. “How many do you think I need?”
Parker tugged on his hat, twisting it backward on his head so I could see his face. He looked about as frazzled as I felt. “I don’t know, but you said digital, and there were like four kinds, and I panicked and grabbed one of each kind.”
For a long moment, I just stared at the pile of boxes, unsure of what to do next.
Once I knew, there was no going back. My skin prickled ominously, the telltale signs of a panic attack creeping up to the edges of my vision. I took a minute, steadying my breathing, reminding myself that it would be fine, and no matter what, I would be okay.
I snatched one of the boxes and marched to the bathroom.
