Page 187 of The Silver Fox Brother

I take a shaky breath. "Yes."

Dr. Patel stands.

"I'll be back in about thirty minutes. We can discuss next steps then." She pauses at the door.

"Take your time. This is a big moment."

Then she leaves. I sit up slightly in the bed, wiping at my eyes, trying to pull myself together. The door opens again. Knox walks in and my breath catches. He looks terrified. His face is pale, his hair slightly disheveled like he's been running his hands through it. His eyes are wide with worry as he crosses the room in three long strides.

He leans down and kisses my forehead.

"Oh my god. What happened? Are you okay?"

His voice is tight with concern.

"I'm fine," I say, but my voice shakes.

"I'm fine. Really."

Knox pulls the chair closer to the bed and sits down, taking my hand in his.

"Tom called me. He said you passed out on the site and they had to call an ambulance. He said you just collapsed."

"I stood up too fast. I got dizzy."

Knox's grip on my hand tightens.

"Are you sure you're okay? What did the doctor say?"

I look down at our joined hands.

"Knox, I'm fine. Really."

"Don't do that," Knox says firmly.

"Don't shut me out."

There's a long pause. I can feel him watching me, waiting. I force myself to meet his eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes that are full of love and concern and fear all at once.

"I'm pregnant," I whisper.

Knox freezes. His entire body goes still. His hand is stillholding mine but he doesn't move. Doesn't speak. Doesn't even seem to breathe.

He just stares at me. The silence stretches between us, heavy and suffocating. Then my voice cracks and the tears I've been holding back spill over.

"I don't know if I'm ready for this. I don't know what I want."

Knox finally speaks, his voice low and strained.

"What do you mean you don't know what you want?"

"Ababy. This. Us." I'm crying harder now, the words tumbling out.

"Everything is moving so fast and I don't know—I don't know if I can do this."

Knox stands abruptly, pulling his hand away from mine. He runs both hands through his hair and turns away from the bed.

"Knox, please," I say through my tears.