Page 34 of Til Death Do Us Part

“When did you find out?” he asked without looking at me.

“I don’t know for sure, but in the car, I was thinking I forgot to pack something, but I couldn’t figure out what it was. Then I remembered thinking when we were planning to come last week how I was going to need to pack items for my period, only I forgot. I started calculating in my head and I’m late. Two weeks late, Leo.” My voice rose until I was nearly shrieking. “I’ve never been late once in my entire life.”

Leo sat up and stared at me for a long moment before he patted the bed beside him. This was it. This was the moment when he told me he should have filed for divorce the second we landed in California.

The last three months had been the best of my life, I had fallen hard for Leo and now I’d fucked it all up.

I went to sit on the bed beside him, but Leo pulled me onto his lap and held me tight to him. With my back to him, I couldn’t see him, but I could hear him as he took in a deep breath.

“While I don’t think either of us is ready, nor were we planning on having kids anytime soon, we can do this if you are indeed pregnant. The first step is you need to calm down. I’m not going anywhere; I can promise you that. You should not bear the burden of worry when I’m to blame for not wrapping it up. There’s something about you Everly that makes me forget all reason.”

Tears trailed down my cheeks as I turned on his lap. I threw my arms around his neck and cried.

“Hey, sweet girl. It’s going to be okay.”

“I’m sorry. I thought you’d be mad,” I cried out.

“How can I be mad when you told me you weren’t on birth control? I’m the one who should be apologizing. Never once have I asked if you ever wanted kids.”

“I do, but I was thinking when I was thirty not twenty-two.”

He rubbed his hands up and down my back while leaning his head against mine. The simple gesture meant more to me than any words could in that moment.

“We need to go to the store and buy you a pregnancy test, so we can know one way or the other.”

Raising my head to look at him, I knew I looked like a hot mess. Mascara was most likely all over my face, but I never would have guessed with the way Leo looked at me. His blue eyes were warm and his face soft as he took me in. I cupped his stubbly cheeks as I rested my forehead to his.

“Are you going to tell them why I freaked out?”

He kissed the corner of my mouth. “There’s no reason to hide it.”

“Only the fact that they’ll definitely think I’m irresponsible. First, we get married while drunk and three months later, I’m pregnant. I’m the poster child for irresponsibility.”

“Not even close, but I do think we should talk to them about it.”

I could feel the confusion etched on my face. “Why?”

“It might look bad if we’re seen out getting a pregnancy test. While there are no paparazzi here, there are some people who take pictures and are willing to sell them. I’m sure they don’t need people thinking Alex is pregnant again already.”

I couldn’t imagine having to worry about what I did every time I left the house.

“Is that even possible for them to be having sex?”

Leo shrugged. “Maybe.”

“I don’t think they’re supposed to be having sex for at least a month after, but I could be wrong.” I had zero clue about pregnancy or what happened after except the telltale sign of a woman being pregnant; a missed period.

“Really? I don’t think I could go longer than a week not having sex with you.” His hand moved from my waist to squeeze my ass as if to prove his point.

I felt the same, but after seeing how tired the parents upstairs looked, I had a feeling I’d changed my mind after a few sleepless nights.

“You know that’s why they put us down here, right?”

“What?” My eyes felt like they were going to pop out of my head. “You can’t be serious.”

“Deadly. We’re very open about sex.”

Had he talked to his brother about our sex?

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