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“It’s our food,” I say getting out of the tub and reaching for the towel rack.
“They’ll just leave it at the door if we don’t answer…” he complains.
But I’ve already put on a robe and I’m heading for the door. The server places the cart with our food inside the room. I run for my wallet to leave the boy a tip, and when I come back, Brody is already robed and following his nose to the fragrant smell.
“Smells good,” he says as I bring the tray to bed.
“It better taste good too,” I say, “Bring the juice.”
“That’s juice?” he says, looking baffled at the bottle on ice, which is a just sparkling grape juice.
“Looks like a wine bottle, doesn’t it?” I say, amused.
I lay the tray over the bed and get to the other side, grabbing my plate and bringing it to the level of my chest. Brody comes with the bottle and the glasses and pours us a drink like a fine dining wine waiter.
“Yum…” he sniffs the juice in the glass expertly, then sips it, widening his eyes with surprise. “Damn, that’s good juice!”
“Right?” I smile merrily.
We eat, talking amenities. The results lie in front of us, the elephant in the room we both refuse to acknowledge.
“How long are we going to pretend it’s not there?” I say, feeling frustrated.
“What, the results?” Brody is startled back to life, just swallowing the remaining bits of his portion. “We can open it now.”
I take a deep breath and take a hold of the dreaded envelope, breaking the adhesive seal and pulling part of the paper out. “You will keep your promises, right, strongman?”
He kisses his crossed fingers “Promise made is a promise kept, princess.”
The paper shakes in my hands, and I need to steady my grip by taking a few deep breaths. I pull the sheet of paper fully out and straighten it the right way to read it.
It’s all medical jargon, but the word POSITIVE, in big letters, draws my attention.
“It’s positive,” I say it softly, my heart thumps like a jackhammer. “I’m pregnant.”
I look at Brody, and he’s silent, looking ahead, but also looking nowhere at all. I’m about to say something, call his focus back to me, but then there’s a knock at the door and I lose my train of thought.
“You’re not going to believe what just happened.” It’s Sandra, who barges in as soon as I unlock the door. She’s agitated, and has her phone in her hand, and shoves the screen to my face the moment I shut the door.
“I edited and posted your video,” she continues, “and not fifteen minutes later I received this.”
I take her phone. On the screen, a video link, and the thumbnail already puts the living fear of God in me.
“Hello Lily, hello Sweets,” Bartleby says, in his creepiest tone. “This is a reply to the video Lily just posted, and I am going to be brief. It’s not my intention to hurt Sweets Tyler. It’s even less of my intention to hurt Lily, who’s the woman of my dreams, but I won’t stop until we are together!”
The video ends. By now, Brody is standing by my side, and looks at me with eyes that are mixed with fury and concern.
“Don’t let him scare you,” Brody says.
“But Brody…” I say, feeling desperation take over me, hand over my belly. “It’s not just about me anymore!”
“Wait!” Sandra points from me to Brody. “You’re pregnant?”
I say, “Yes,” and Brody nods. Doesn’t take much more than this to make Sandra jump around and cling to my neck, almost strangling me.
But she then takes a good look at our faces, and places her hands on her hips, looking indignant. “Looks like it’s not good news.”
“No, it is…” Brody says, dismissing himself to go place our dinner plates back on the cart. “It just takes a creep to ruin the good news, you know?”
