Page 77 of Single Mom's Secret Diary
Those two will make the kind of team that scares me a little.
Avery turns to Wyatt. “Nothing from you?”
My friend looks so intense and uncomfortable. “I just say it? It seems too simple for how big the feeling is.”
Her laughter lights me up, and I’m not the only one.
“God, this isn’t at all what I imagined.”
“Imagined for what?”
“For how the day was going to turn out. For my life?” She sucks in a hard breath, and her hand drops to her stomach.
I watch the move with a sprinkling of alarm, and a whole lot more excitement if that means what I think that means.
“I love you all, too. But…” The pause kills me. “What does this all mean?”
“It means we want to be a family.” Ryder traces the curve of her elbow as she presses her hand lower.
Well, it’s now or never. Will she take all three of us? Totally?
Her eyes flutter closed, and she gives another small shake of her head. “Good. Because I’m pregnant.”
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Idid it. I told them. Fuck, this is going to be the end of everything, isn’t it?
Granted, yes, they just told me they loved me, but a baby makes this a completely different situation. Right? Especially since there’s no way to know, right now, which one of them is the father.
At least I can say that it’s one of them. I brace myself for their reaction.
When I open my eyes, I watch as the shockwave rolls through the three of them. Disbelief followed by… happiness? Awe?
No. They can’t actually be happy about this.
Ryder reaches for me first, pulling me into a firm, chaste kiss and placing his hand over mine, low on my belly where the cluster of cells that will grow into a baby is still a speck. “Really?”
I nod, biting back my smile. “Yes. Really.”
His grin fills my heart up. He brushes my hair back, sharing his joy with me before he turns me to Wyatt.
Those pale eyes are so bright and intense. He cups my face in both hands and lays the sweetest kiss on me. His forehead meets mine, and the breadth of his grin blows away the debris around my heart.
I’ve been shattered and rebuilt in a matter of seconds.
Ryder is still at my back, arm around my middle, before Ezra joins us.
He takes my hand, lifting it to his mouth and meeting my gaze.
Ryder kisses the side of my neck, and I’m surrounded on all sides, smothered in kisses, caresses, and the crushing force of their bodies. It’s hard to know whose hands are whose, which one of them kisses my hair and cheek.
I couldn’t be happier, but the pessimist in the back of my brain won’t shut up until I ask. “Are you guys really happy about this?”
All three of them give me a resounding, “Yes,” in unison.
I laugh, and they laugh with me. We huddle together for another blissful moment before I hear Mai’s voice cutting through us, although I can’t understand what she’s saying.
