Page 55 of Ex's Accidental Baby

I snort. “Yes, where I live.”

“Can we get in the pool?”

“You can, but I’m not feeling well enough to swim.”

“Should I bring anything?”

My stomach growls. “Some burgers and fries? Extra bacon on mine, please.”

“Be there in half an hour.”

When she buzzes in at the gate, I instantly buzz her in, not waiting to hear the intercom.

I meet her on the porch, and she’s looking around in awe.

I've always gone to her apartment, not wanting my mother to know I have work friends since she doesn’t even know I have a job.

“Jesus, Mere, you look terrible, but this place is magnificent.”

“Thanks.”

She frowns. “You’re really sick.” She gestures to my hospital bracelet. “What happened?”

I walk her into the living room and plop down on the couch as she puts the fries on the coffee table. I hope I can keep some of this down.

“Logan came to check on me and insisted we go to the doctor. Where they told me I’m pregnant.”

“You’repregnant?” she screeches, and I can’t help but laugh a little, my mouth full of fries.

I chew and swallow before answering. “It appears so.”

I dig into the bag and grab a burger, unwrapping it and stuffing it into my mouth, suddenly ravenous.

It’s just starting to dawn on me that I’m really going to be a mother, and I slowly rub my hand across my belly.

I don’t feel anything, not really. But I guess I wouldn’t, this early.

“And it’s Logan’s?”

I roll my eyes, chewing and swallowing before answering. “Who else?”

“Who knows? You’re full of surprises, Mere. So, he knows? Is that why he’s freaking out?”

“I told him it wasn’t his.”

“Youlied?”

“What else was I supposed to do? He tried to propose to me when he heard the news!”

“Oh, my God, that’s so romantic.”

I throw a couch pillow at her.

“It’s not romantic. He didn’t want me then, and he doesn’t want me now.”

“Has he said that?”

“Not in so many words,” I mutter, standing up. “Let's go to the pool. I don’t want to talk about Logan anymore.”

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