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I took her hand. “You were afraid to tell me because you thought it would upset me?”
“I wasn’t sure how you’d feel. And I didn’t knowhowto tell you. It’s such a shock.”
Trying to make sense of this, I just kept blinking. “How far along?”
“The doctor put it down as eight-and-a-half weeks. They go by the day of your last period. Which means conception is approximately two weeks earlier.”
I tilted my head. “So it happened that night in the hotel? Our first night?” I rubbed my temples, wracking my brain to remember whether I’d used a condomboth timesthat night. I was sure I had. But it didn’t matter. It obviously happened anyway.
I knelt in front of her and laid my head on her belly. “I know you probably felt like this would be difficult news for me, but honestly, Devyn…it’s not.” I looked up into her eyes. “I’m not ready for this, and I’m sure you’re not either, but…if an accident was gonna happen, I’mso happyit happened with you.” I whispered, “Only you.”
I stared up at the ceiling, overcome with emotion as the magnitude of this started to set in. “Wow.” Not only was having a kid something I wasn’t expecting now, it was something I’d doubted wouldeverhappen for me.
“Owen…” She interrupted my thoughts.
I looked back at her, and she was crying again. An urgency grew inside of me. I needed to prove I was okay with this, that everything was going to be okay.
Still on my knees and grabbing both of her hands in mine, I started rambling. “I’ve fallen for you so hard. I’m not saying that because of what you just told me. I want you in my life. I want this baby. You’re not gonna have to go through this alone. We can do this, Devyn. I’ll do whatever it takes to make it work. Get you whatever you need and learn everything there is to learn about being a father. I’ll buy every book, and heck, I’ll even babysit for Holden and Colby. I—”
“Owen…” She shouted louder this time.
My heart nearly stopped when it finally hit me.
Six-and-a-half weeks?
I did the math as fast as my brain could possibly compute.
We’d met on April 15th—that was…five-and-a-halfweeks ago.
Right? Or was it six-and-a-half weeks now?
Fuck.
My stomach dropped.
Ineededreassurance.
My eyes found hers again. “It’s mine, right?”
A teardrop fell down her cheek, followed by words that gutted me.
“I don’t know.”
CHAPTER 17
Devyn
It felt wrong to tell someone such monumental news over FaceTime. But what choice did I have? Two days later, my laptop was open on the coffee table, and my knee bopped up and down from nerves. I felt like I might throw up. Robert had just arrived in Italy and was going to be there filming for the next four months. At least I had some good news to lead with on the call, so I wouldn’t have to jump into things too fast.
“So, I got a call from Stephen Solomon yesterday.”
“Oh yeah? Rumor is he’s a shoo-in for best director for that Vietnam movie he has coming out in October. Guy’s on a roll the last few years.”
“I’m glad you’ve noticed. Because a few months back, he and I had lunch. He told me about a new drama he was hoping to make. It’s a book to film, and the novel was an Oprah Book Club pick. I pitched you for the lead role, but he wasn’t ready to discuss casting quite yet. Yesterday he called and said he’d just finished reading the final screenplay.” I paused for effect. “He agrees that you’d be perfect for it.”
“Holy shit, really?”
“Yep. He wanted to know if you’d be interested in reading the script.”
