Page 6 of My Fiancé's Brother 2

“The truth.”

“You want the truth?” my voice sounded shrill. “You made it abundantly clear that we have no future.”

“What else?”

I stood there unable to speak. It didn’t help that my bladder was getting precariously full.

“Come on, Emily. Here is your chance to finally be real.”

“I was scared to tell you.”

“You didn’t think I had the right to know?”

“I didn’t want to ruin your life or have you think I was trying to trap you.”

“Did you get pregnant on purpose?”

“It was my first time,” I sputtered with indignation. “I don’t know why we didn’t use birth control. I didn’t even know we were going to do that.”

He rocked back on his heels. “It wasn’t my first time.”

“Well, that was totally obvious.”

“Do you think when I knocked on your bedroom door I had an inkling of what I was going to do to you?”

I felt my mouth go dry. “I don’t know.”

“Maybe since I was the more experienced one, I should've thought of the birth control?”

“I honestly don’t know.”

“I’m not mad that you’re pregnant, Emily, but I’m extremely irritated that you didn’t think you could tell me.”

“How was I supposed to know I could tell you?”

“Excuse me?”

“You told me you didn’t want a future with me and everything that was happening around me was going to shit. And you told me you didn’t want kids.”

“What’s your point?”

“I was freaking out. Why did I have to be the one to tell you something you didn’t want to hear? Why was I supposed to force you to talk to me? You couldn’t get away from me fast enough that night in the parkade.”

He went still while his eyes looked beyond me. “You’re right.”

I stood there stunned. I wasn’t used to winning arguments. Much less being told that I was right.

“I am?”

“Yes, you are.”

“I know I should've told you. I was just scared.”

His eyes locked on mine. “What were you scared of?”

“That first night after I was attacked, I was scared if I told you, you would be so mad you would leave the loft, and I was too scared to stay there by myself.”

His jaw clenched.

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