Font Size:  

“Don’t bring me into this. I have no issue with what you do. Just don’t tell me any gory details, and we will be fine,” I insist. “So don’t you quit because of me! That’s not fair.”

“I’ve been thinking about quitting for a while… way before we met. This just pushed me farther in that direction.”

“I’m not her, Kyson. This…” I wave a hand between us. “We aren’t like what you and she were.”

He steps closer to me and grabs my shoulder. “You and I are nothing like that, and I know it. I respect you. And I want to do what’s best for not only you but the baby. And us.”

“Okay, so don’t quit. I know how much you love what you do.”

“What about when your parents dig further and ask me more about my job?” he asks, letting me go.

“You can give them some form of the truth. I don’t expect you to lie. You are a contractor, of sorts, and you search for people who can’t be found,” I tell him, smiling. “See, that was easy.”

“And what about the nights when I come home worked up and covered in blood?” he argues.

“You will learn to respect that you shouldn’t bring blood in the house and to use a hose.” I turn and walk to the kitchen, needing some water. My stomach is upset.

“Are you okay?” He’s behind me before I can even open the fridge.

“Yes, just need water.”

He reaches in before I can and grab the jug, then pours me a glass.

“I can do that.”

“You’re pale,” he points out as I take the water from him and drink it, the coolness helping my throat a little.

A knock comes at the door, and Kyson goes to open it, checking over his shoulder to ensure I’m okay. I hear his brothers before I see them as they both come in and head straight for the sofa.

I stay in the kitchen when they talk. Kyson keeps looking my way, but I feel better already. It’s just the start of the pregnancy, and it will get better with time.

I hope.

“What’s so urgent?” Zuko asks.

“I was going to quit,” he starts, then focuses his gaze on me. “But she said no.”

At that, I have the attention of all of them.

“You love it. You all do.” I wave a hand. “Don’t even look at me like I’m the bad guy.” I put the water to my lips and drink some more.

“I’ll stay, for now,” Kyson says.

I give him my best eye roll and see Kenzo smirk at me.

“What’s wrong with you?” he asks, eyeing me.

“I’m pregnant,” I say matter-of-factly.

“Yeah, sounds about right,” he says teasingly and turns to Kyson, who is staring at me like I dropped a bomb.

“Shit, you really are?” Kenzo looks at me, surprised.

“I did say I was. Did you think I was lying?”

“Well, yes.” He shrugs, and Zuko is watching Kyson.

“Is this what you want?” Kenzo asks Kyson.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com