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“Ronan, I’m pregnant.” I exhale heavily. “The baby is obviously yours.”
He blinks at me, brows pinching together. “What?”
Huffing in frustration, I growl, “You came inside me. We made a baby.”
Again, he blinks. Nothing tumbles past his pouty lips that were made for kissing. All he does is stare at me. Digesting my words.
“I’m slightly freaking out right now,” I tell him, my voice turning shrill. “Say something before I die of a heart attack!”
His lips crash to mine, shocking the hell out of me. Relieved for the touch, I part my lips, accepting his urgent kiss. It feels like coming home kissing him like this. He tastes like Ronan. Yummy. Like my favorite treat. When he pulls back, we’re both gasping for air.
“We’re going to have a baby,” he whispers, a grin spreading over his face. “Holy shit. Raegan, I’m so fucking happy.”
My heart stutters in my chest.
“You are?”
“Yeah, I am.”
Our blissful moment bursts as reality comes crashing down on him. I watch his smile disappear, concern twisting his features.
“Dad’s going to kill me.” He studies me, eyes darting back and forth. “And you’re my sister… What about what Mya had said?”
Birth defects.
The thought of something being wrong with this baby I didn’t even want has me crying. Again. I don’t want anything to happen to it. An ache forms inside my chest. I already love the thing somehow, which makes no sense.
What if it dies because it’s not supposed to live because of who the parents are?
A whine rattles through me as I sob. Ronan holds me, whispering assurances neither of us believes. I’m worried about the future.
“What if something is wrong with it?” I ask, voicing my concerns.
“We’ll love it anyway.”
“What if it has three eyes?”
“The better to see us with.”
I snort, punching him in the arm. “Not funny.”
“Jokes aside, I’m mostly being serious. We’ll love it anyway, Rae.”
“What if Mom and Dad send us away?”
“We’ll make a new home.”
Leaving my super annoying family doesn’t sound so fun anymore. I don’t want to leave them. Not even Mom and Dakota. Who will help Mom with all the kids? Who will Declan sleep on? Who will keep Dakota in line? Will Ryder be distraught without us like when we were kidnapped?
I have so many questions and not enough answers.
Everything leads to broken hearts and a ripped apart family.
“I don’t know what to do,” I admit, choking on tears. “I’m scared.”
“Me too, but we’ll figure it out.”
I stop crying eventually, but my mind keeps racing until Ronan speaks again.
