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“I met someone. Overseas. She’s in the military, too, and we’re together.”

“Oh.” I tried to act like I wasn’t freaking out inside. He wasn’t going to help me with the baby.

“Look, don’t take this the wrong way, but she looks normal. Like someone I’d like to settle down with.”

I didn’t say anything. What could I say? I was standingthere, feeling nauseous for more than one reason, and just trying to understand I was hearing him right. “You’re not going to help me at all?”

“What, like money?”

“Yeah, or just help?”

“Nah. Sorry.”

I stared at him open-mouthed. He didn’t even look sorry. “Seriously?”

He just looked at me. “Look, I’m not planning on coming back here. My parents moved after I graduated, there’s really nothing for me here anymore.”

“Well… your kid will be here.” The shock was wearing off, and I was starting to get pissed.

He narrowed his eyes. “I don’t believe I’m the only guy you’re fucking, sweetheart. You’re too good at it. Like you’ve been gettinglotsof practice. I mean, guys don’t call you ‘pink ho’ for nothing, am I right?” He grinned, like I would thing that was funny.

“It’s my damn name, dumbass. Jelly Pinkoe.”

“Oh.”

Asshole! I gaped at him. Did he not even know my name?

“So, are we done here? I’m leaving in the morning.”

“That’s it then? You don’t think the kid is yours so you’re just going to abandon it?”

He frowned then. “Hey, if I really thought it was mine, I might step up. But it would really get in the way of me proposing to my girlfriend.”

I shook my head. “Just take me home.” My dad had done this same thing to my mom. Then Mom had left me. My grandparents didn’t like me. Evan didn’t even want to be seen with me. The only constant in my life had been Nadine and her mama.

“Sure. Get in.”

We got in his car. It was incredibly awkward now. I was in semi-shock as well as a state of mild panic. I really was all on my onwith this baby.

It suddenly dawned on me that we hadn’t started moving. I looked over at him. He was staring at me with lust in his eyes. Tell me he’s not going to…

“Want to fuck one last time?”

I gave him a look. “You’re kidding, right? You just basically called me a whore, said you’re going to marry your girlfriend, and not help with your child at all. You told me I don’t look normal. And you think I would sleep with you?”

He shrugged. “We’re good together. Maybe just suck me off?”

“You’re out of your goddamn mind. Either take me home, or I’ll walk home. In the dark, on the side of the road, pregnant with your kid.” I had one hand on the door handle.

He had the grace to look slightly ashamed. “No, don’t do that. I’ll take you home.”

I was out of the car as soon as he pulled to a stop outside my grandparents’ house. I hurried off, still hugging myself, and didn’t look back.

I could just add him to the list of people who didn’t want me.

CHAPTER ONE

Paolo