Page 46 of Breeze and Melodie

“Breeze—”

“Do you want a long engagement?”

“We’re not even engaged.”

“That’s not an answer.”

“I’ve never thought about it. I guess it depends on how long it will take to plan the wedding.”

“Do you want a big wedding?”

“It doesn’t have to be a big wedding, but I want it to be nice.”

“How long do you think it will take to plan the wedding you want?”

She shrugged as she thought about it. “Maybe a few months. I guess it depends on venue availability. Breeze, we’re not even engaged.”

“Didn’t I tell you I came to Onyx City for you. I didn’t get my life together, step out of my comfort zone, and move twelve hours away from my hometown to make you my girlfriend. My plan was always to make you my wife. Do you understand?”

“Umm, yeah.”

“You don’t sound sure. You were always gon’ be my wife, Mel. I need to know you understand that. When I propose, I don’t want you to think it’s because you’re pregnant. Marrying you has always been the plan.”

“Yes, I understand.”

“It’s been more than three minutes. You ready to look at the tests?”

“No. You look and tell me what it says.”

“If that’s what you want.”

She turned away from the sink where she’d placed both tests on the counter. I was nervous about what they’d say as well. Mel hadn’t shown any physical signs of pregnancy, but I had a strong feeling in my gut that she was. Her menstrual cycle had only made one appearance, and it was after we’d been together for two weeks.

Although I respected her desire to be married before starting this part of our life together, the incident with Sean delayed my proposal. I wanted to do something special for Melodie, and I couldn’t make that happen while she was healing.

I slowly looked down at the tests, and a huge smile graced my lips. Both tests read pregnant in dark, bold, capital letters. I picked them up to look at them more closely, not that it would make it any more real.

“What do they say?”

“You know what they say, baby. You ain’t had a period in two and a half months.”

“I know, but I thought it was because—wait!” She turned around and took the tests from my hand. “I’m pregnant?”

“You’re gonna have my baby.”

Her hands fell to her sides, and I wrapped my arms around her, trapping her in my embrace as her head fell against my chest.

“This is . . . wow! I’m . . . I’m having a baby.”

I released her and looked into her eyes. “Nah, you’re havingmybaby, baby. How do you feel?”

“This happened fast, but I’m excited. Are you?”

“Every time I nutted, I was trying to shoot my load to the promised land. I’m excited as hell.”

“Oh my God. What if me and Raine are both pregnant? Wouldn’t that be wild?”

“Honestly, that would be cool as hell. As you know, we didn’t grow up in a close-knit family. I would love for our kids to grow up like siblings.”

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