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A mouthful of drink sprays the toilet in front of me. “No way, absolutely not.”
“Can you be sure?”
“Cami, I’m on the pill. I have been for like two decades.”
She roots around in her bag and pulls out a cardboard box. “Let’s cross it off our list then. If this is negative, and you aren’t better by morning, I’m forcing you to go in.”
I glare with as much heat as I can muster in my delirious state. “Whatever. I know I’m not pregnant so hand it over.”
She tears open the box and passes me the white stick with the pink cap. “Do you know how—”
“I piss on it, and it says yes or no. I’m pretty sure every sexually active female has peed on one of these things at least once whether they wanted to or not.”
She gathers her bag, my washcloth, and the trash from the floor. “I’ll take care of this and be right back. Don’t you dare look at it without me!” She pulls the door closed just three-quarters behind her, worried I’ll try to lock her out.
“That’s sort of impossible when I have to see to stick it in my own urine!”
Dizziness swirls behind my eyes as I return vertical. The climb to the toilet seat is a mountainous one. My stomach pitches and roils the longer I sit, and I pray to hurry the fuck up.
Once the deed is done, I return the cap, set the stick on the edge of my bathtub, and wash my hands. My body returns to a protective ball on the floor. The door creaks open a minute later.
“Did you look at it already? Shit, are you okay?”
I wave my hand at her to signal life. “I’m as fine as I can be after throwing up my guts for days. It’s on the bathtub.”
Her form eclipses me to grab my pee stick.
Seconds tick by in silence. “Cami?”
“Uh, Kiersten?”
I fly into a sitting position. My stomach returns to a riotous state. “Are you shitting me?”
She doesn’t respond. Rather, she offloads the plastic stick to me.
The two lines appear maroon, stark against the white backdrop. “Well, shit, that’s a clear positive. I can’t even argue it’s borderline.” I throw my head back and groan.
“I mean this in a concerned best friend way and not a bitchy way, but the father…?” Her question trails off. I can’t blame her for asking. I haven’t been Sister Theresa over here.
“Nathan.”
“Holy shit, are you serious?”
I inject heat into my glare. “Supportive sister, please. I’ll get enough judgment from my mom and Mimi.”
Cami engulfs me in a tender hug. “I’m here however you need me. I’m just surprised because it hasn’t been that long since you two hooked up.”
“Two weeks since the deed. Do I have perfect timing or what?” Another acid-filled wave hits me. “I just hope telling him isn’t as shitty as telling some other one-night stand might be. At least he knows me and vice versa.”
“After he gets over the initial shock, I’m sure he’ll take it in stride. He’s one of the good ones.”
I can’t do much more than nod without spewing. I do agree.
“Come on. Let’s get some food in you before I really do have to bring you in for dehydration.”
“I don’t think I can,” I whine. My stomach pitches at the mere thought of locating to another room and forcing down any food.
She pins me with her mom glare, the one fourteen years of bossing her child around has perfected. “You can or your ass will end up in the hospital. Do you think when Law gets wind of this I’ll be able to keep him away? He’s bossier than I am when the women he cares about are ill. You don’t want him coming over here and getting all up in your shit, I can promise you that.”
