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I took a quick breath. “I don’t know. Why were you at an OB/GYN office in Juneau? Isn’t your doctor here in Fireweed Harbor?”
Her eyes dropped from mine, and she started spinning that little wand in her fingers. The nervous motion was a dead giveaway that she was hiding something. “Like I told you, it was an annual appointment.”
Her eyes lifted to mine again. I wanted to push, to demand that she explain, but I sensed she wasn’t going to tell me anything. Although we were close friends, I wasn’t prone to quizzing her about medical appointments. I sensed she was keeping something from me and that bothered me. A lot.
I shrugged. “Fine. Just curious.”
“Just curious, huh?”
Now, I felt like the one being questioned. I waggled my brows. “Well, yeah. We haven’t had the birth-control conversation. Maybe we could discuss options.”
Her eyes lifted to mine, narrowing. “Maybe we’ll stick with condoms.”
I bit the inside of one cheek as I studied her. “Fine. I mean —” I began again.
“Kenan, this is all new territory for us. Don’t blow it by getting pushy about that right now.”
I felt legitimately chastised, even though I didn’t care if we used condoms forever. I was just trying to find a way to get more information. “Understood. I reserve the right to find out what the hell you’re hiding from me later.”
Quinn lifted her chin. It felt as if she was daring me.
I waited. She finally rolled her eyes and set the wand on her desk.
“My medical information is my business,” she said primly.
ChapterTwenty-Five
QUINN
Every time I contemplated that conversation with Kenan in my office, I felt uncomfortable. Because Iwashiding something. I wanted a baby, and I knew he didn’t. I didn’t have faith that we were going to work out as it was, which made it all the crazier and ridiculous that I’d let things go to the next level with him.
Yet when I tried to talk myself back out of that, I didn’t want to. It felt good, so very good.
I wondered if I’d always had a hidden thing for him that I’d buried deep inside. When it finally broke through, it just wouldn’t be denied. I would probably never know that.
The following afternoon, I stopped by the pharmacy to pick up the medication intended to optimize my fertility. I felt like I was engaging in a top-secret mission.
“I’ve stopped by this pharmacy maybe hundreds of times,” I muttered to myself in my car.
It was, in fact, where I usually picked up my birth control pills. Aside from it being a pharmacy, it was also a general convenience store. It was open an hour later than the regular grocery store. Many people stopped by here for small things they needed.
I wouldn’t even be thinking about this if it weren’t for Kenan and him sensing I was keeping something from him. I’d told him my medical information was my business, which was true, but my conscience kept pricking at me.
I shook away my worries and strolled into that pharmacy with my chin lifted and a confident stride. It was no big deal for me to be here. I walked to the back, where the pharmacy was, and got in line.
The young woman checking me out gave me a curious look. Or perhaps that was my own paranoia. I assured myself it didn’t matter, even if she was curious.
As I was walking out, I glanced over and saw Kenan walking down the sidewalk. He appeared to be just coming out of Spill the Beans Café. Fuckity fuck.
My car was still parked behind Fireweed Industries, which was behind me. I kept walking as if I were going to Spill the Beans Café. I didn’t need him wondering if I stopped by the pharmacy.
As he approached, my eyes tracked him. He was one of those guys who always looked at ease in his body. I’d never really thought much about Kenan’s appearance, or so I’d convinced myself. My eyes lingered on his shoulders. I knew the way his muscles felt flexing underneath my palms. I forcefully kicked those thoughts to the curb, as heat instantly suffused my entire body.
He stopped in front of me when we met on the sidewalk. “Hey, Quinn.”
There was a teasing glint in his eyes, and butterflies tickled my belly. “Hey, Kenan,” I replied as I looked up at him.
I wanted to kiss him. Right this very second. I didn’t want to hide this. I had to instantly shackle that urge. I was the one who demanded we keep this private. It needed to stay that way because the end was a foregone conclusion.
