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“Hey gorgeous,” he slurred. “Come on in.”
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“You’re drunk,” she said, and he nodded. He didn’t say anything else, though, just moved aside so she could squeeze in.
She slipped through the narrow doorway into the tiny house.
“Nice place,” she commented.
“It’s a rental,” he said, and headed back into the living room. She closed the door and followed him into the white-and-blue room. The floral-patterned couch looked out of place in what was otherwise a rather masculine space. He had a large TV with several gaming consoles and a couple of bookshelves that were full.
A pizza was on the coffee table and Sarah’s stomach rumbled embarrassingly loudly.
“Have a seat,” he motioned toward the couch and grabbed a piece of pepperoni. He put it on a paper plate and passed it to her, then sat down beside her. His body pressed next to hers. Despite the lengthy couch, he had chosen to sit directly next to her.
Sarah tried to focus.
Just eat the pizza. Just one bite at a time. Just think about your pizza and not how much you want to straddle his thighs.
“Oh, fuck me,” Chris groaned and dropped his head into his hands. “What are you doing to me, Sarah?”
Shit.
She hadn’t meant to say those things out loud.
“Um…dammit, I’m sorry.” She flushed. “I didn’t mean to say that. I’m sorry. I, um…I should go.” She stood awkwardly and looked at him for a second before turning to leave, but he called her back.
“Sarah, don’t go. It’s fine. It’s just…” He paused, searching for the right word. She moved back toward the couch, but didn’t sit. She just stood beside it with her hand on the back.
Chris looked troubled. She’d seen the same look in the mirror many times over the last few months.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I shouldn’t have come over. It’s not really fair to you.”
“What do you mean?”
“You’re a great guy, Chris. You’re a great guy and I’m…complicated. My life is a mess. You really have no idea just how messed up it is.”
“Can’t be worse than mine.”
“I’m pregnant,” she blurted out, and instantly wished she could take the words back.
“What?” He looked up at her, dropping his hands from his chin. “What?” He repeated, as if he wasn’t quite sure he had heard her correctly.
“I’m going to have a baby. That’s why I shouldn’t be here. I’m sorry. I’ll just go,” she turned again, but before she reached the doorway, she felt his hand on her arm. She allowed herself to be gently tugged back to the couch. Then he sat and yank
ed her into his lap.
“Do your parents know?”
She shook her head.
“No one knows. There was…there was never a good time to tell anyone.” She teared up and felt stupid. She wished she wasn’t tempted to cry. What the hell was wrong with her? It was just a baby.
It’s not like she was the first person to ever get pregnant at an inconvenient time.
But then, that was just it.
She was pregnant at an inconvenient time.
