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“I want to go to Disneyland Paris,” she says, changing the subject.
“Disneyland is where I will take you then.”
She stands, and when she does, she covers her mouth. I rush to her, my hand on her stomach and my other on her back, rubbing it slowly.
“Are you okay? Should we go to the doctor?”
She manages to take a deep breath. “No, it’s just the sickness. It’s really hitting me. I should probably go to the doctor when I get home.”
I step back. “You haven’t been?” I ask her.
She shakes her head. “I took a test. It said it reads as early as two weeks.”
“You need to go to a doctor.”
Lottie waves me off. “I will when I’m home.”
I pull out my cell, and her hand stops me. “Don’t try to find me a doctor. I’ve told you already when I’m home I will deal with it.”
“Do you plan to keep it?”
She slips the money inside the folder to pay the bill, and I immediately give her the money back and put mine inside instead.
“I can pay for myself.” Lottie shakes her head as she starts walking to leave. “And I haven’t decided. A baby is a big deal.” The night air hits us when we exit the café. “Do you want me to keep it?”
“It’s you, so yes.”
She nods, and we come to a standstill. Both of us just standing there staring at each other. “I am sorry about your father and your mother.”
“I’m learning I shouldn’t hold grudges.”
She smiles. It’s soft but I’m pretty sure it’s also forced.
“Especially if this baby’s grandfather is going to be related to you. Family dinners could be awkward.”
“I may never like the man, but I will give him the respect that’s due for you.”
“You talk as if you will be in my life.”
“Baby or no baby, I want you either way.”
She turns and looks down the street, then back to me. “Meet me tomorrow. You can take me on a date to Disneyland.” Then she gets in a cab, and it drives away.
Disneyland?
What the fuck?
CHAPTER 35
LOTTIE
Whiskey messaged me all night. A string of messages I didn’t reply to.
Whiskey: It’s because you make me smile when I didn’t know I needed to.
Whiskey: When you smile, my heart does this stupid pitter-patter I didn’t agree to.
Whiskey: I didn’t love you straight away, I just knew I wanted you.
