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Hailey didn’t answer me. Either she didn’t agree, or she didn’t know what to say.
“What about the baby?” Hailey asked after we’d sat in silence for a while.
“What about the baby?” I asked.
“When are you going to tell him that you’re pregnant?”
“I’m not,” I said flatly.
“He has a right to know.”
“I have a right to decide when I’m ready for that, if I ever will be.”
Hailey didn’t agree, again, and she didn’t reply to that, either.
“Do you want to get something to eat?” I asked.
Hailey nodded, and we threw away our takeaway coffee cups before we joined the line to get food and pay for it. We chose sandwiches and salad.
“He can help you financially, you know,” Hailey said.
“He could have let me have the contract,” I answered.
“He doesn’t know you’re pregnant.”
“That shouldn’t have to make a difference to his moral compass,” I said tightly. “He didn’t have to know I’m pregnant to do the right thing. He cheated. He stabbed me in the back. He acted like I’m really just a rival and not like I’m something more to him than he led me to believe. If anything, I don’t want that kind of man in my child’s life to look up to as a father.”
Hailey opened her mouth to say something, but the sandwich packet slipped out of her hand and fell to the ground.
Someone behind us kneeled down to grab it, and when he straightened, handing the sandwich back to Hailey, I realized it was Scott.
Blood drained from my face when our eyes locked. I knew he’d heard every word I’d said.
The look on his face said it all.
“Oh, my God,” I breathed.
“Scott?” Hailey asked. Her face ran through different expressions as she was surprised, confused, and then shocked when she put all the pieces together. “Oh. Scott.”
“Can I talk to you?” I hissed.
I stuffed my sandwich into Hailey’s hands and pulled Scott out of the line.
“You can’t tell him,” I said, dropping my voice.
“It’s not my place to get involved,” Scott said, holding his hands up.
“What is that supposed to mean, not your place? You two are closer than close.”
“I know,” Scott said. “It’s still not really my news to tell, is it?”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “You’re just going to let this go like you didn’t hear anything?”
Scott shrugged and dropped his hands, and I studied his face, trying to figure out what to say or do next.
“You should be the one to tell him,” Scott added.
I shook my head. “I’m not going to do that.”
