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“The day you fought.”
The day I acted like an asshole and yelled at her even though she hadn’t done anything wrong. Perfect. I think I’m going to be sick.
My entire body tenses and I jump when I feel Lisabell’s hand on my shoulder.
“She was going to tell you,” her friend says softly.
“The baby. Is she…?” I swallow. “Are they okay?”
“They’re both fine. She was just under a lot of stress. We saw a gynecologist two days ago and she assured us that the baby is fine. Julie just needs to rest, that’s all. But I knew she wouldn’t be able to do that if she was still worried about you and your relationship.”
Her tone turns serious.
“Which is why you need to fix it, Xander. Tell her how you really feel and convince her to keep the baby.”
Pain sears into me at that. “She wasn’t going to keep the baby?”
“She was,” Lisabell replies. But there’s a crack in her voice that tells me all I need to know.
We don’t say a word for several minutes after. A nurse arrives and walks into the room but doesn’t say anything. When she re-emerges, she addresses us with a small polite smile.
“She’s awake and asking for her friend. Lisabell?”
Lisabell nods at her before turning to me. “You should go in and talk to her.”
“Yeah,” I breathe, walking in.
“And Xander, don’t fuck it up,” Lisabell calls from behind me.
I don’t plan to. I walk into the room, ready to convince the woman I’m in love with that I want to spend forever with her—and I want to do so with the baby in her stomach, as well.
CHAPTER24
Juliette
Isit up on the bed feeling lightheaded. I can’t believe I passed out in front of everyone like a fucking princess. I should have stayed home when I woke up feeling nauseous and sick, but I chalked it down to morning sickness. My hand goes to my stomach.
I’m sorry, baby. I keep putting you in danger.
Lisabell and I have been discussing the probability of me getting an abortion. I mentioned it once and she seemed against it, while also trying to be supportive. But if I’m being honest with myself, I don’t have the heart to go through with it. I found out about this baby days ago and it already feels like an extended part of me. I already love it and I haven’t even met it yet.
The door opens and I raise my head, expecting to see my best friend. Instead, it’s an asshole with a really good-looking face. My heart betrays me when it skips a beat at the sight of him.
Traitor.
“Hey, baby,” he says tentatively as he walks toward the hospital bed.
“Lisabell called you?” I state, ready to tear into my best friend.
“She didn’t. I was on my way to see you at the hotel.”
“Oh,” I say.
If he was coming to see me, then that means he’s ready to apologize, right? Because despite his faults and how angry he makes me seventy percent of the time, I still miss him so much. Every day not waking up in his arms is torture. I didn’t know I could feel so much for one person.
But Xander was there for me when I had no one else. He took care of me, took me in and helped me in a way no one else could. He let me see the parts of him hidden from the rest of the world. Falling for him was always going to be inevitable.
“You’re pregnant,” he says, his voice hoarse and filled with emotion.
