Page 85 of Wicked Love

Henley squints at me, leaning in, and Weston gulps nervously.

“Poppy’s pregnant.”

Silence falls over the table.

And then it goes haywire, everyone talking at once.

“Wait, what?” Henley nearly knocks over his coffee.

“You’ve been having sex with Poppy?” Rhodes screeches.

“Poppy?” Weston asks, eyes wide.

“I’m shook,” Penn says. “You didn’t even tell us you two hooked up. Here we’ve thought you were suffering from the world’s longest dry spell and you’ve gotten her pregnant?” He sounds deeply offended, but when I look at him, he gives me a small smirk.

Turns out I’ve not given Penn’s acting skills enough credit.

I acknowledge him with a little chin up.

“More than once, clearly,” Rhodes says, smirking.

“Twice, but guys, can we focus here?”

Henley reaches across the table and pounds me on theback, his smile huge. “We’re focusing. On the fact that you—Mr. I-have-no-time-for-relationships-Fox—have been sleeping with Poppy Keane.”

“And now she’s pregnant,” Weston says, letting out a low whistle. “Dude.”

I groan. “This was a mistake, telling you guys today.”

“Oh no,” Rhodes says, holding up a hand. “This is amazing. Like Christmas, but better. Keep going.”

They all laugh. They freakinglaugh.

I glare at them. “What do you want me to say? I’m at a loss. But Penn, thanks for keeping it a secret. I know that must have been killing you.”

Penn collapses on the table. “I was dying!”

“Wait. How did he find out about it before us?” Rhodes asks, smirk completely gone now.

“I was there for the blurtouncement,” Penn says.

They all look at him blankly, but I actually laugh. “She blurted it out here.”

“It was epic,” Penn says, laughing.

“I can’t believe we didn’t all hear about it by last night,” Weston says.

“Clara must have made everyone swear to keep their mouths shut,” Penn says.

“Okay,” Henley says, waving a hand for silence. “Let’s get serious. Tell us how you’re feeling about this.”

“I’m a wreck,” I admit. “I haven’t been able to think straight since she told me.”

“I can’t believe you didn’t call this meeting yesterday,” Rhodes says, annoyed.

I roll my head back to the ceiling and Henley clears his throat.

“You’re upset,” he says.

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