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“Because she’s had a concussion maybe,” Joey stated, rolling his eyes.
Without any more hesitation I strode back to my room, pulling my phone out as the door slammed open against the wall.
“She’s got my phone,” Elliot said.
“What? Why?”
He grimaced. “Don’t kick off, but Jimmy took hers.”
“Don’t worry,” I said, bringing Elliot’s contact details up. “It’s just another reason to feed him his own dick. Now, can you please fuck off while I call her?”
“We’re waiting outside, so don’t even try and escape,” Beau warned.
I flipped him off and then called Elliot’s number, hoping that Amber was still awake. After three rings I was halfway to the door to go to the hospital when she answered.
“Ronnie?”
“Oh baby, are you okay?” I collapsed onto the sofa, so grateful to hear her voice. “God I’ve been so worried about you.”
“I’m fine. I have a headache and broken wrist and a lovely plaster cast for you to draw a cock and balls on.”
To hear her giggle was the best sound in the world. Seeing her body on the floor the night before, I didn’t think I’d ever hear it again.
“Can you remember what happened? How you fell?”
“No, I can’t. I remember going upstairs to the toilet and that’s it.” She sighed. “I do need to tell you something, though.”
“What?” I took a deep breath. This was when she told me about the baby and that Jimmy was the dad. We’d had sex a fair amount over the three weeks that we’d been together, but she was on the pill. I’d watched her take it religiously on the mornings we’d woken up together.
“You know I’m pregnant, don’t you?” It sounded like she’d rushed the words out, desperate to get it over and done with.
“Yeah. Jimmy asked the doctor to make sure we knew.” Another reason for the dick torture.
“About him, I didn’t want him in my room, and I’ve asked they not let him in again.”
Another bout of relief hit me. “You have?”
“I don’t want him near me. Ever again.”
“What about the baby, though?” Hope was rising.
“It’s not his, Ronnie.” She drew in a shaky breath. “It can’t be. I’m only weeks pregnant. Shit. I’m so sorry because I know we are so very, very new, but we’re, we’re having a baby.”
If I hadn’t been sitting down, I’d have collapsed on the floor. Not from despair or anger but from sheer joy and relief. It had never entered my head that I wanted a child, not yet anyway. I loved kids and I’d envied Beau and Elliot their lives, their partners and their kids, but never once considered it was something that I deserved or would have, yet.
“Ronnie, I’m sorry, please don’t be mad.”
“I’m not mad, Amber, I swear to god, I’m so opposite of mad you wouldn’t believe.” The emotion, the waiting, the desolation of the last twelve hours was all too much as hot tears rolled down my cheeks. “I will support whatever you want to do, but I want this, Amber. I want what you and I could be. I want the miracle that we’ve created.”
“Oh my god, I thought you might be angry. It’s only been three weeks. What if—”
“No. No. No. Don’t even think it. We are going to be fine. We’re going to have everything that we deserve.” I blew out the breath of anxiety that I had been holding since I’d found her at the bottom of the stairs. “Now, get some sleep and I’ll come over later.” Suddenly exhaustion overpowered me. I could feel the sleep that Joey had been so desperate for me to take sneaking up on me. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Honestly.” She yawned. “My meds are kicking in I think.”
“Sleep tight, baby, and I’ll see you later.”
“Later.”
