Page 99 of Falling for You

“Nah. I just know you.”

I try to look annoyed but it’s clear he can see how much I like to hear how well he knows me.

“Gorgeous, I’m dying here.” I love it how he calls me gorgeous all the time. He makes me feel it all the time, too.

“Fine. Ready?”

“Yup.” Rex says, confident.

“You’re really not nervous, huh?”

I look up at him under my lashes. I know he’s scared, but he’s taken on the roll as the strong one while I’ve claimed Nervous Nelly. He thinks he’s the only one who knows the other so well. Rather than outright lie to me and admit that he’s slightly scared, he says, “Whatever the outcome is, I know we’ll still be together. That’s enough for me to not be nervous.”

And that’s all it takes for me to gain the courage to look down at the pregnancy test in my hand. His gaze follows. Two lines stare back up at us. “What does that mean? I forgot to pay attention to the instructions!” he sounds sincerely frustrated with himself.

But I know what it means. Words are lodged in my brain. Too many, actually. Colliding into a jumble and mess of confusion. I know my silence isn’t helping to ease his nerves, the ones that he swore weren’t there in the first place.

Frantically, he glances around the bathroom until he spots the box on the counter and flips it over. He’s not saying anything and it does nothing to ease my fears.

“Two lines: my super sperm got her pregnant the first time we had sex.”

Because of the way he said it, I know he doesn’t think he was saying it out loud. But I heard every word. I want to laugh, but I can’t.

I’m pregnant.

“Whoa.” I don’t know what else to say.

I expected it but I also didn’t.

I’m worried, but I’m not.

“I can’t figure out what you’re thinking,” he eventually admits.

“I’m pregnant.”

“We’re pregnant. Well, no,I’mnot but you’re having my baby. Guess it’s a good thing we like each other, huh?”

A bubble of laughter sputters from my lips. “Yeah, good thing,” I agree.

“Hey. I know this isn’t planned, nor is it ideal, but we’ll figure it out, right? And I know Ethan and Olivia will be there for us. Paul, too. And Penny, though, I’m afraid of what kind of influence she’d have on a kid. But we’re not alone.”

I notice he doesn’t use the word ‘you’ once in his little speech. He doesn’t point out that he’ll be there for me because in his mind, that’s a given. He doesn’t need to explain it or promise me.

There’s something about it that makes it even hotter. Means more to me.

“And, neither of us really had much family, but this little one,” he places a hand on my stomach, “will have a cousin right off the bat. An aunt and uncle. A papa if we want that with Paul.”

Tears are streaming down my face, and I can’t stop them.

“Chloe? We’re not alone. And this baby is a blessing. It wasn’t our plan and we still have a lot to learn about each other, but that’s okay, right?”

“Right.”

Suddenly I’m off my feet and Rex is carrying me to my bedroom.

“We have so much to think about and we need to get started making Christmas dinner, but you’re carrying my baby, gorgeous, and I plan on ravishing you and taking advantage of all those horny pregnancy hormones I hear people talk about.”

“I’m barely pregnant, Rex,” I say giggling. He took me from being ready to throw up to keyed up and ready for more in seconds.

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