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If she’s already pregnant, there’s not much I can do, but I can damn well make sure he doesn’t get any more chances.
Jet comes home before Jonathan does. I ask him to check in on Kennedy when he goes upstairs.
I’ve gone up there a few times and stood in the hall outside his bedroom until I heard her.
I don’t like the implications that he’s worried enough to insist on wellness checks on her. Jonathan isn’t an overly protective person; he would only worry about that if he’s seen a reason to.
I wait for him to get back to start dinner. Not because he told me to, but because I finally get in a groove with work and don’t even realize how much time has passed until he walks through the door.
When he comes in, he’s carrying a pregnancy test, and even though I know it’s only a precaution and he’s just preparing for the worst-case scenario, my stomach hollows out.
“I’m gonna go get her,” he says, watching me.
I nod wordlessly and he disappears around the corner.
Jet is sitting at the other end of the island. I feel his gaze on me, so I turn my head and look over at him.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
I nod, but I can’t speak. My stomach is roiling and I think I might be sick.
“It’ll never work between them,” Jet says, trying to make me feel better. “They’re not romantically compatible. The sex is probably great because they feed on one another’s toxicity, but in a relationship, that same toxicity will tear them apart. All they have right now is a trauma bond at best. Believe me, they’ll fall apart.”
His words only make me feel sicker. “They’re not together,” I say more shortly than I mean to. Especially because I don’t even fucking know if what I’m saying is true. I have no idea what has been going on behind those closed doors other than what Jonathan has told me.
“Jonathan’s not really father material, anyway. He’s more of a fun uncle. If she’s pregnant, you should be the father. I’ll help with babysitting if she still wants to go to college. I can teach him or her about science. I think I’d prefer a girl, we have enough boys in the house.”
“Jet, please.”
“I’m just trying to make you feel better,” he says. “It can be easy to see all the problems in the way, but I tend to see solutions. You have enough of the same physical characteristics, the baby would even look like yours. I’m sure it’s not your preference, but I’m just saying. If he got her pregnant, it’s not the end of the world.”
I scrub my hands down my face. “I don’t even know if the baby would be his. That’s the least horrifying of the two terrible possibilities.”
“Oh.”
I probably shouldn’t have said that.
“I’m sure she isn’t pregnant, and Ireallydon’t want to talk about this.” It probably goes without saying, but I never know with Jet, so I add, “Do not mention any of this in front of her when she comes down.”
“I won’t.”
I hear footsteps on the stairs again, and this time, it’s JonathanandKennedy.
My heart stalls at the sight of her.
She’s wearing a pair of black leggings and a sweater that’s at least two sizes too big for her. It hangs off her slight frame and completely swallows her. Her hair is down, her face clean of makeup. She looks pale and sad and in desperate need of a meal.
I close my laptop and set it aside so I can get dinner started.
“Hey, Kennedy,” Jet says.
“Hey, Jet,” she says softly.
“How are you feeling?”
“I’m… I’m okay,” she answers.
I clear my throat, gathering ingredients on the counter. “Someone can chop up the onion and bell peppers,” I say to no one in particular as I grab the meat and haul it to the other side of the counter to prep it.
