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She inhaled another deep breath, but it was almost like she was drawing in the courage to say what she needed to say.
“Angie,” I said as I took her hand in mine. “You don’t have to worry. Whatever it is, it can’t be that bad.”
A bubble of nervous laughter slipped from her mouth before she closed her eyes, then opened them again.
“I’m pregnant.”
Wes
Cinnamon Rolls
I slowly shook my head.What did she say?
“Oh, dear,” Clare mumbled.
Angie stared at me, a look of utter devastation on her face. I could go either way. Be angry she let this happen or help her get through this. The first option wasn’t going to happen. I had no right to sit in judgment of anyone. My baby sister came to me for help, and I was going to be by her side no matter what.
Tamping down the urge to ask who the dick was who got my sister pregnant, I instead asked, “The father?”
Angie let out a breath. “He’s a friend of mine. And before you ask, I don’t love him, and he doesn’t love me. We were stupid one night and hooked up. We used protection but, condoms aren’t a hundred percent, ya know?”
I nodded and looked at Clare. When she gave me a small head nod, I knew I was on the right path.
“Have you told him yet? Does he want to be part of the baby’s life?”
Angie nodded and wiped a tear away. Clare put her armaround her and drew her closer to her, and I fell in love with her even more.
“He does. Obviously, this wasn’t something Reece or I were expecting. I only just found out a couple of days ago.”
I swallowed hard before I asked the next question. I wasn’t sure if it was something I should ask or not. “And you both want the baby?”
Angie wiped more tears away. “Yes. We both want the baby, but we’re not getting married, and I know that’s going to be the first thing Mom wants us to do. I don’t love him, Wes. He doesn’t love me. What kind of a marriage would that be?”
“Don’t worry about Mom. Preston, Finn, and I will handle her and Dad. No one is going to make you do anything you don’t want to do. You are an adult, Angie.”
“I graduate this spring and I’ll be showing by then. How in the world am I going to get a job being pregnant?” Angie asked, looking at me then at Clare.
“What is your degree in again?” Clare asked.
“Marketing.”
Clare’s face lit up. “Angie, I think I might be able to help you get a job.”
Looking confused, my sister replied, “I haven’t finished school yet. I won’t until this spring.”
Standing, Clare looked around for her phone. When she ran into the bedroom, Angie looked at me with a confused expression. I simply shrugged.
Clare walked back into the living room and sat down. She had her phone and was texting someone.
“Who are you texting?”
“The VP of our marketing and broadcasting department.”
“For the Red Sox?” Angie asked, stars in her eyes. “Are you talking about working for…the Boston Red Sox?”
Clare smiled as she kept typing. “Yes. The manager of our social media has an assistant who helps her, but she is leaving in a few months. Her husband got transferred to Germany for work. She thought she might be able to keep working remote. She works from home and only has to come into the office once a week. But with the time difference and them really needing her in the office that one day a week, it wasn’t going to work. I only know this because I work out at the same gym as our VP, and he was asking me if I knew anyone just yesterday.”
“What about her being pregnant. When are you due, Angie?” I asked.
