Page 23 of Deceit & Destruction

Mike filled his bowl and took the milk from me—which I didn’t even realize I was holding.

“PDA,” he replied evenly. “Blackthorne is never going to believe I got you pregnant, if I don’t touch you.”

I was rendered speechless, but he did have a point. We looked more like a pretend couple at home than we did around campus where it mattered. I mean we were never together and if Blackthorne had eyes on me, he knew that.

“It would also help if you took her to her doctor’s appointment instead of me,” Webber said as he cleaned the cereal from his lap.

Mike’s gaze snapped back to me.

“Webber is taking you to the doctor?”

“Well, yeah. He offered.”

“Maybe I would’ve offered too if I had known,” he sneered. “When is the appointment?”

“In an hour,” Webber supplied.

And so he we are, waiting for the doctor to come in to examine me and Mike looks like he wants to crawl out of his skin.

“You didn’t have to come,” I murmur.

Ignoring my comment, he points to the stirrups.

“What are these for?” he questions.

“When the doctor comes in, I’ll put my feet in them, and he’ll be able to examine me.”

His jaw ticks.

“He?”

“Dr. Harnette is a man.”

“So this contraption thing, keeps your leg open?”

“Uh…yeah.”

“And he sees….” His voice trails and his eyes lower, silently finishing his sentence.

Awkward much?

“Yes.”

“But he may just do an ultrasound and if he does that, it will be on top of my stomach. When I was in my first trimester the baby was too small and he had to do an internal sonogram to actually see the baby.”

Mike’s eyes widen.

“I don’t think I want to hear anymore.”

A knock sounds on the door and Dr. Harnette walks in.

“Good to see you again, Cassie,” he says.

“I bet,” Mike mutters under his breath, but Dr. Harnette doesn’t miss it.

“You must be the father.”

Lying to everyone at school is one thing, but there is no reason to lie to Dr. Harnette. It’s not like Blackthorne is going to get my medical records.

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