Us too.
Adam
Fine, we can do it now I guess.
I swear to fuck, no one call me, I’m not answering.
Callie
I know that was meant for me and to that I say *three middle finger emojis*
I should’ve assumed it would go over a little something like that. I would’ve forced them all to wait, but Mia said she was okay with going now. Knowing her, that’s probably because her cute, nosey ass wouldn’t have wanted to wait either after getting a text like that.
After we changed, we head over to Dex and Lucie’s. Mia attempts a few different ways for us to deliver the news, but just like the text, I think we’re just going to have to say it plainly. They’ll probably demand it from us before we even make it past the doorway.
Mia fidgets in the passenger seat as we pull in the parking lot. “You said you think they’ll be supportive, right?”
“Yeah, I do.” I hope and pray, at least. “Doesn’t mean I’m not nervous to tell them either, but I can handle the talking if you want.” Taking her hand, I bring it up to place a kiss on the back of it.
“Yeah…maybe so.” The fear still weighs heavy in her eyes. “You know this morning when you said you could hear the wheels turning in my head…one of those thoughts was about what people will think about this—I mean, you were gone for six weeks and the one weekend I came to visit was when I got pregnant. I promise, Adam, you’re the only?—”
“Hey, hey,” I cut her off, and cup her face. “I know, honey.”
“No, I know that. Deep down, I really do know you believe me. This morning I told myself that was all that really mattered, but I don’t want your friends to think I did this on purpose or that I cheated…” Tears well in her eyes. “I swear, these hormones are like a freaking roller coaster. I felt better about all of this this morning sitting with you, but now I’m back to tears and panic.”
Shit, maybe this is too much for today.
“Are you sure you want to do this? I can tell them some bullshit story and we can do this another day.”
Mia shakes her head tightly. “No, I want to tell our families. It doesn’t feel right in my bones to not tell my parents something this big right away. I just really want them to respond well. I know that’s a bit of delusional hope, but?—”
“Baby, we can panic about other things, but how these assholes respond to this can’t be one of them. It’ll be a shock, but I promise you, everything will be okay.”
I feel Mia swallow back her emotions the best she can. Her eyes blink a few times and never let the tears fall. A shy smile finally tugs at the corner of her mouth. “Okay.”
I give her a quick kiss, then we head up to the penthouse. Mia restlessly runs her hands on her jeans and fidgets with herfingernails the whole way. I really tried my best to have my calm, cool exterior be a little reassuring, but with the pit in my stomach, I’m not sure how believable I am.
Dex swings the door open the moment after we knock. “Took you long enough. Everyone in here is about to drive me nuts.”
Mia grabs my hand and squeezes tight. “Here goes nothing.”
The tightness in my chest nearly stops me from speaking, but I manage to whisper, “It’s going to be okay.”
Following Dex to the living room, everyone is legitimately sitting on the edge of their seats. Callie and Jensen actually stand up when they see us, but I hold out a hand before they can walk over. “Just relax. Fuck, guys, you all aren’t helping us make this any less nerve-racking.”
“Us?” Callie exclaims, and Will immediately wraps her up, pulling her back down to her seat.
Mia’s grip tightens as we stand in front of them in Dex’s living room. Hell, I’m going to have to rip off the Band-Aid.
“As you all know, I took Mia to the hospital last night after she passed out. She was a little dehydrated and got some fluids but…” I take a deep breath, then take one glance at Mia for encouragement. “We also found out that she’s pregnant.”
Silence. Dead fucking silence. Half of their jaws drop, but not a single word comes out. Shit, I broke them.
“It happened when she came to visit me in Florida. The math is there—I won’t hear any ideas that the baby’s not mine. We’re still processing it ourselves, but we didn’t think we’d be able to keep it from you guys, so here we are.”
I don’t know why, but I didn’t expect Will to be the first person to say something. He stands and places a hand on my shoulder. “Well, you know, I’ve already got the title of favorite uncle with Miles, so I need another one to brag about. Congratulations, man.”
The room still remains pretty quiet, but Jensen speaks next. “Mia, how are you feeling?”
