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Brianna Lucas is pregnant with my child. Children. Twins. It’s not possible.
I told her I didn’t want kids. We broke up so this exact thing couldn’t happen, yet here we are. I handed her the dynamite, and she lit the fuse right under me.
Betrayal grabs hold of my chest and refuses to release me, like a vice tightening further by the second.
Brianna got pregnant and didn’t tell me, then decided to keep it without telling me, and waited three long months before letting me in on the secret. And fuck, I know damn well she wasn’t knocking down my door to do it. I’m sure when she first found out, she probably had every intention of letting me know, but three months? No, she was going to keep this dirty little secret buried down as long as she could. Fuck, I know Brianna doesn’t owe me anything, but as the father of those children, I had the right to know.
What really guts me, what really tears me at the seams, is how Cassandra could possibly keep this from me. She’s my baby sister and didn’t even have the decency to tell me. Where’s her fucking loyalty? I’ve given everything to Cass, made sure she has the world in the palm of her hands, and this is how she repays me.
Is this some kind of twisted revenge for hurting her best friend? Because if it is, that’s fucked up. That’s taking it too far. I understood the months of silent treatment, but you don’t bring children into this shit. If she wanted to hurt me, she could have easily trashed my truck or cut me out, but this? There’s no coming back from this.
My hands ball into fists when I recall the piece of paper she slammed into my chest. I open my hand and find it crumpled into a tight ball under the pressure of my fist. After smoothing it out and seeing a blank page, I flip it over to find an ultrasound image with two perfect little babies growing inside their mother’s womb.
My babies. My children. The very children I always swore I never wanted, but looking at them now . . . fuck. How could any man stand in my position and say they don’t want this? How could I ever deny such angelic creatures?
I’ve made the biggest mistake of my fucking life.
My head spins with the betrayal and hurt, not able to even string a sentence together, but the one thing I do know is that I would go to the ends of the earth, fight my way through the darkest pits of hell just to protect those two tiny humans.
My children.
Twins.
Fuck. I’m going to have twins.
My life is never going to be the same, and yet, as I remain here on my knees in the middle of the fucking road, I realize that I don’t want it to be. I’m fucking terrified. I never thought I would want this, but I was wrong, so fucking wrong. I knew I’d make a mistake the night of Logan’s championship game, but I didn’t understand the extent of it until this very moment.
I want it all, and I’m going to do everything in my power to make that happen.
Looking across the road, I go to find Bri, more than ready to make this right, when I realize she’s gone. Shit, of course, she’s gone. I shouldn’t have expected anything different. After all, I’ve been a mess on the road for twenty fucking minutes.
I consider going after her, but knowing Bri, I need to give her space to breathe, time to calm down and collect her wild emotions. She’s not in the right mind frame to have to deal with confrontation, but at the very least, I could text. I could let her know that she has no reason to fear this, that I’m fully on board and want this just as much as she does. That these children are never going to go without.
Pulling out my phone, I see seven missed calls from Mr. Wilder, and going against my every instinct, I swipe the notifications away and pull up Bri’s name in my phone.
My thumb is just moments from pressing down on her number when I pause, realizing this is not a conversation that can be had over the phone. I need to do this in person, and she needs to be able to see the honesty in my eyes when I tell her that I will never let her go.
But before I can do that, she needs today to chill, then come tomorrow, it’s on!
As for right now, Cassandra and I need to have a little chat.
Chapter 22
BRIANNA
Week 12
I know I’ve already written this week but there’s been a little development.
Uhhhhh . . . your daddy knows, and considering he almost passed out in the street after almost running me over, I don’t think it’s going to go down well.
