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Adeline accepts a bag from the worker and walks out of the deli.
“Gotta go.” The line clicks right as she opens the door.
“There’s a park about two blocks over. Should offer you the privacy you want,” she says as she gets in.
Once again, she directs me where to go. Once we’re parked, she hands me my sandwich. I don’t even open mine to eat, while she practically inhales hers. She could give our O-line a run for their money.
She glances at me, covering her mouth as she chews. “You’re not eating?”
I shrug. My appetite hasn’t been what it usually is since the news. She puts down her sandwich.
“Don’t stop on my account. Please, you’re eating for two.”
She wipes her mouth with a napkin. “My salad at lunch didn’t really cut it.”
“You had a salad? Hate to break it to you, but if you’re really growing half of me in that belly, a leafy bowl of vegetables isn’t gonna cut it.”
“You’re telling me. I’ve never eaten this much in my life.” With a small smile, she picks up the sandwich, not embarrassed that she can’t stop eating it. I like it.
I chuckle. It’s cute as fuck that she doesn’t care what she looks like in front of me. I wait for her to finish eating before broaching the pink elephant wearing a glittery dress and high heels in the room.
Once she’s done eating, she takes a water bottle out of her bag and sips it. “Man, I had no idea that all this time I was missing out by never eating a Reuben. Have you had one before?”
Are we seriously going to talk about Reubens?
“I think I had one once. Not a huge fan of rye bread.”
She nods, and my G-Wagen fills with silence once more. She fiddles with her hands in her lap. We both turn to one another and start speaking at the same time, only to stop. I gesture for her to go.
“How did you find out?” she asks.
I tilt my head and frown, staring at her and trying to see something in her eyes that says she’s joking, but she only looks concerned. “Did you not want me to know?”
She shakes her head. “I went to Chicago to tell you once.” There’s a note of… something in her voice. Displeasure? Disappointment?
“What? When? I’m pretty sure I would’ve remembered being told I’m going to be a father.”
She looks out the window for a second. “You were with someone. I didn’t want to interrupt.”
I shake my head. “I’m so confused. Adeline, you sent me a text message right after the Grizzlies won the championship, telling me you were pregnant.”
Her head whips in my direction, her eyes wide. “No, I didn’t.”
I fish out my phone from the center console and pull up the text message I’ve read a hundred times since I received it. I turn my screen to show her, and she shakes her head, confusion coating her features.
“Are you sure it’s not another Adeline? I never sent that message.”
I cough a laugh. “Are you insinuating that I knocked up two women named Adeline?”
She lifts her shoulders, then bends to retrieve her bag, digging for her cell phone. “I’m not sure, because I’ll show you I never sent you that message. And I know for a fact because every day I pull up your contact to send you a message and lose the nerve. I didn’t want to ruin your season, and after you won, I figured it was worse for me to tell you while you were probably celebrating and so happy. I was waiting for things to calm down a little.”
She pulls out her phone and shows me the message exchanges under my name on her phone. And it only contains the messages I’ve sent to her in the past few days.
It doesn’t matter to me whether she sent the message or didn’t. There’s only one question to ask at this point. “Adeline, is the baby mine?”
Chapter4
Adeline
