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“Definitely a surprise.” I make no attempt at hugging her back and for whatever reason my eyes don’t leave her suitcases.
“Can you bring those in for me?” Maggie eyes her belly and then me.
What in the actual fuck!
Without thinking, I go out and grab the overly heavy bags and bring them inside. “When did you get back?”
“About two hours ago.”
“And you came right here?” I ask, slamming the door. She doesn’t seem fazed and walks into the living room to sit down.
“Where else would I go?”
Certainly not the home we sold when she decided to move to London. Maybe a former coworker? One of her friends, perhaps? Definitely not her ex’s! I run my hand over my hair and look down the hall where Kelsey’s waiting for me. Maggie’s on my couch, making herself comfortable. I look at her, sitting there, with her round belly and every ounce of life I have drains from me. If she’s here, it’s because that baby she’s carrying is mine. And that means she kept this pregnancy from me, which is unacceptable.
Fear takes over. I’m going to lose Kelsey over this—something I knew nothing about. With heavy steps, I make my way back to my bedroom thinking about what to say to Kelsey and run every scenario through my mind. In an ideal, fake world, Kelsey goes out to the living room and embraces whatever the fuck is happening out there. But life isn’t like that. She’s going to be hurt.
Kelsey’s sitting up in bed, with a book in her hands. She smiles when she sees me and then it drops, probably when she sees the grim expression on my face. “What’s wrong?”
“Maggie’s here.”
“Oh.” her eyes dart to the door and then back at me. “Were you expecting her?”
I shake my head slowly. “I think she needs a place to stay. She brought her luggage and then some.”
“What are you talking about?”
I begin to pace. “Fuck!”
“Alex, what’s going on?” Kelsey comes to me and pulls my hands out of my hair. “She told me she was coming back but I didn’t ask when because it doesn’t matter, but she’s here and fuck . . .”
“I’m confused, are you saying she plans to stay here?”
I nod and my stomach rolls. I’m going to be sick.
“Well, she can go to a hotel or something.”
“There’s more.”
“What?”
“She’s pregnant.”
Kelsey steps back and looks at me before she looks at the bed—the bed where we just had the most amazing sex—and then back at me. “Clearly, it’s not yours so what’s the big deal?”
Everything in me dies. I don’t make a habit of discussing my sex life with anyone, including people I’m dating, but this might be one of those times when being as honest as possible might come in handy.
“About six or seven months ago, Maggie came back for a visit. We hooked up while she was here.”
“Oh,” Kelsey says quietly. “Is it yours? Co-could it be yours?”
I nod but then shrug. I don’t know shit about pregnancy. “I don’t know. I didn’t ask.”
Kelsey stares at me for a long moment and then starts moving around the bedroom. Before I can comprehend everything, she’s dressed, and her bag is packed. “What are you doing?”
“I have to go.”
“Where? We have plans.”
