Page 131 of Red King
“I’d rather wait outside,” Becs tells me.
We go through the motions a second time, only this time, I pace. The seconds drag by.
I look over at Becs, and she looks at me. “Should we go and check it?” she asks.
I nod. I don’t want to. My legs feel like lead. What if it’s negative this time? It will be. I know it.
I suck in a deep breath and go inside the bathroom. My face is pale. I pick up the test, turn it over, and it’s positive. It’s freaking positive.
“How?” I whisper.
“When a man puts his penis inside a—”
I laugh. “I know how, you moron.How, though? It’s not possible. I can’t get pregnant.”
“Well, youarepregnant, Paisley.”
“No, don’t say that.”
“I can say it because it’s true. You’re knocked up. You have a bun in the oven. You’re with child. Pregnant. Preggo. Expectant.”
“Okay, okay.” I shake my head. My heart is pounding.
“I’m glad you stopped me there because I couldn’t think of any more terms for pregnant. What are you going to do? You probably need to let your CEO know at some point. You’re obviously keeping the baby.”
I nod. “Arctic, his name is Arctic, Becs, and yes, I probably need to let him know. Only…”
“Only what?” She frowns.
He’s dating other women.
He might have settled for one by now.
Maybe he’s engaged already.
Shit!
I’m probably too late.
“What is it?” Becs asks. “Is he married? Did you sleep with a married man? Is that it?”
“No!” I snort. “I would never do that. You’re right. I need to call him.” I pick up my phone. I need to do it before I chicken out.
“Right now?” She lifts her brows.
“Yes.” I nod. “Yes, right now.” I’m shaking.
“Probably a good thing. How do you think he’ll take it?”
“I have no idea.”
“Okay, I’ll leave you to it. I’m out there.” She points at the door to the living room. “Good luck.” She smiles again. Then she thinks better of it and comes over to hug me. “I think it’s great. Okay, I’m going now.”
Then she leaves.
I look at my phone. I stare at it. Then I go and get the other pregnancy test and stare at both of them.
This is real.
