Well, at least it wasn’tallmyfault. That didn’t reallyhelp my current freak out that I was suddenly six weeks pregnant.
“What the fuck am I going to do,” I lamented as we satparked in front of my new home. The home I had just moved into with my brandnew boyfriend. God, this was bad.Very, very bad.
“You’re going to tell the guy who loves you that you’regoing to have his baby, a bit earlier than expected,” she answered.
The prospect of telling Cole felt sosurreal,I couldn’t even get my head around it.
“This would have happened anyway Scar, you two are madefor each other. You’re just a bit ahead of schedule,” she soothed.
“Yeah, like years ahead,” I scoffed.
She patted my leg sympathetically. “I get to be anauntie.” She let out her first small burst of excitement at the news.
I grinned despite myself. “Yeah, you do.”
“He or she is going to be so freaking cute, I mean lookat you two!” she exclaimed.
I allowed myself to picture it for the first time,though it still hadn’t truly sunk in. “Yeah, we’ll make a beautiful baby,” Isighed.
“The most beautiful,” she emphasized.
I smiled at her. “Thank you. As always, you’re thebest.”
“You’d do the same for me,” she said.
“I would,” I agreed.
“When are you going to tell him?” she wanted to know.
“No idea.”
“Well, my lips are sealed,” she promised while making the motion.
“They’d better be.” I laughed dryly. “I might not tellhim until this kid is in college.
Chapter Fourteen
By midnight that night I was nearingthe end of my shift and I was exhausted. I couldn’t stop thinking about beingpregnant. It would certainly take a while for that to really settle in.
It was a particularly busy Saturdaynight. The one saving grace was that my conversation with Pete had gone welland there’d be no problem keeping me off of night shifts. All the other serverswanted them because the tips were the best late at night. I’d just have totighten my purse strings for a while, a better choice than having someone gethurt so I can make some extra cash.
The large table of fraternity boyswasn’t helping my night end any faster. They’d become rowdier with every round,and I was in no mood for the lewd comments they’d started to spew every time Iwas forced to check on their table. Unfortunately, it came with the territory,but nights like this made me seriously ponder another line of work.
“Hey baby, bring that sweet ass backover here!” one of the guys hollered breaking my reverie.
I could hear the want ads oncraigslist calling my name.
“You want me to switch with you?”Connie asked, coming up behind me and eyeing the table with disdain.
I shook my head. “No, but thanks.We’ve all had tables like this. It’s my cross to bear.” I sighed dramatically,making her laugh.
“Better tell them to keep a lid on it.Sal is getting pissed,” she shared. I looked over and Sal, my ride home for theevening, was indeed seething. All the guys took their job of looking out for meextremely seriously. Anyone fucking with me was a slight on the Knights, withor without the Jake mess.
“Okay, I’ll do my best,” I nodded.
I walked over and looked at the tableexpectantly. “What can I get you?”I asked, my tone clipped.
“Another round and your phone number,”the loudest of the group of five boomed.
