Page 67 of Faking Mr. Right


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“What will it change? Are you serious, Anna? It would change everything.”

Anna burst into tears. Even through my anger at the situation, I held her and stroked her hair. “It will be okay. Let’s find out the results before we freak out.”

Anna sniffed and nodded. “It’s going to be negative. I’m protected.”

“I know, but birth control fails. I should have been more careful.”

“It’s on me too,” she said softly. She took the bag and went into the bathroom. I asked if she’d like me to join her, but she said no.

I waited in the bedroom, pacing back and forth. “How much longer?”

“A few more minutes.”

“You said that a few minutes ago.”

“No, I said it just a minute ago, Levi. You keep asking me.”

I sighed and sat on the bed with my head in my hands.

The weight of everything felt heavy on my shoulders. The room was silent. I heard the toilet flush and the water running in the bathroom. I stood up and rushed to the door before she had a chance to exit.

“So?” I asked.

She showed me the test with a blank look on her face.

“I don’t know how to read that.”

“It says I’m not pregnant, Levi. I told you. I have an IUD.” Her tone surprised me. She wouldn’t look me in the eye as she tossed the test in the trash. “Can we drop this whole pregnancy thing now?”

“Yes, of course,” I said. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to be sure before you ran off to Africa.”

“I understand,” Anna said, though her tone was still a little colder than usual. “But we have nothing to worry about.”

I sat down on the bed. I should be relieved, I told myself. Why am I not relieved? In fact, there was a weight in the pit of my stomach. Was I disappointed?

I looked up to find Anna staring at me. She didn’t look pleased either.

Shit.

This fake relationship was getting too real if I was disappointed over her not being pregnant with my child. We’d said we’d cool things down, but would that be enough? We still had a few other weddings to get through, including Emily’s.

I wasn’t sure I could do it.

“Well, I think I should be leaving.”

It took me a second to figure out why she was still standing there. “Oh, right, you need me to drive you.”

“Yep.”

I stood up and we walked into the living room to leave. The gifts were staring back at me.

“Can you take those? I can’t handle looking at them,” I asked.

She let out a sigh and rolled her eyes. “Sure, let’s load them back in the truck, I guess.”

“No need to get snippy with me.”

“I’m not being snippy.”

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