“Still?”
“Yes, still.”
I got my answer and I wiped the tears off her cheeks. “You’ve put me through hell the last couple of months.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t have a choice.” She gripped my hand that was on her cheek. “I am so terribly sorry, Kade.”
“You should have come to me.”
“I didn’t see that as an option.”
“Well, it’s sorted now.” I ran my other hand down her back and she came to me with ease. “Blake won’t dare go near you now.”
“What do you mean by now?” She pulled her head off my chest and looked up at me. “What did you do?”
“Just made sure he realized he was fucking with something that was mine.”
“Kade. Please tell you didn’t go and beat him up or something, because he will just come after me again.”
“He isn’t coming near you.” I think I had made my point clear when it came to Blake. He knew to back off. “And if he does, you have to tell me.” I dipped my head, looking her in the eye. “No more lying.”
She nodded her head. “Ok.”
“Now we have an appointment.”
“What appointment?”
My hand went to her stomach. “I may have booked you in for an ultrasound.”
She groaned. “I’m sick of those things. Didn’t you get the pictures I was shoving under your door? Or did they just get lost in all the rubbish in your room?” She gave me a knowing look.
“I got every single one.” Still had the latest one in my wallet.
“So why do you need more?”
“We aren’t going for more pictures. We are going because I want to know if I’m having a son or a daughter.” I grinned at her. By the look on her face, she wasn’t expecting that.
“How did you even book me in? You haven’t been to one of my appointments!”
“The father does have some pull. And I may have used my charm.” I shrugged.
“So you admit you have charm when it comes to women!” She poked me in the chest. “I knew you knew what you were doing this whole time.”
I took her hand. “Come on. I want to know what we are having.”
“How did you know I was going to get back together with you?” She looked generally interested in the answer.
“Luck.”
And for once, it was on my side. I never had any when it came to cards, and the record of my life was a clear indicator that luck was never on my side. So when I was betting everything on her still feeling something for me, the louder side of me was saying there wasn’t a chance with my track record.
But somehow, luck was on my side. Because I couldn’t think of one other reason for her to have this unconditional love for me. Fuck, she loved me. Still. And she was pregnant with my child.
I’d never take Abby for granted again. I had lost her once, well, twice. And now I had her back. I was never letting her go. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. I touched her stomach and my baby.
She’d have me forever. Even if she didn’t want me.
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