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“No shit!” she shrieks. “You’re pregnant?”
“Ask the toilet,” I reply dryly.
“Oh my god! Wait—oh, crap. Now this makes sense.” She looks at her parents. “Did you already know?”
“We just found out,” Kate replies.
“Ohhh!” Tessa claps her hands excitedly. “Please let it be a baby Liv. I can’t deal with a baby Tyler. My nerves won’t stand it.”
Todd laughs. “Your nerves?”
“My nerves won’t flippin’ stand it. They barely cope with him,” I mutter as Tyler sets the plates down.
He catches it and glances at me, and his lips twitch.
“At least I know why Dayton was freaking out earlier,” Tessa muses. “You haven’t answered her calls in two days.”
“Well I couldn’t tell her before Tyler knew,” I answer.
He nudges my foot under the table and hooks it round my ankle like a kid holding on to their best friend. It’s adorable and fills me with warmth.
I want to lean over, wrap my hands around his arm, and close my eyes, but I can’t. In fact, after spending my day either vomiting or wondering if I’m going to, I’m exhausted.
And now this.
No offense to his family, but seven p.m. is crazy late.
Shit. It’s only seven?
I sip a glass of water. By sip, I mean I wet my lips. And by wet, I mean dampen.
Listening in to the conversation around me, I rub my socked foot against Tyler’s. He reaches beneath the table after a few minutes and leans in.
“Are you okay? You look like shit.”
I snort into my hand. “Thanks. I feel it.”
“Crap. I didn’t mean it like that,” he laughs quietly. “I meant you look tired.”
“Cut the bullshit and just use shit,” I reply, smiling. “I’m tired. Feeling sick all day has tired me out, I think.”
“Do you want to go to bed? No one will mind.”
Yes. Oh, god, yes. I’d love to go home to my bed.
“No, it’s okay. I’ll wait until dinner’s over at least.”
“Don’t be a hero, baby girl. That’s my job.” He kisses my temple and reaches for his water.
“So, when are you planning to get married?”
Tyler chokes on his water at his mom’s words. I go completely rigid and I’m almost certain my eyes are bugging out of my head.
Married? What?
“Mum!” Tessa hisses.
Tyler knocks his fist into his chest a couple of times. “We haven’t thought about it yet. Or discussed it. Or mentioned it.”
