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“I’d better get this over with.” She read the back of the box. “After I pee on the stick, I have to wait three minutes.”

“I’ll be here waiting.”

“Thank you, Brock. Truly.” She placed her hand on her chest. “Gosh, my heart is beating so fast right now.”

“Go get it over with, Red. No sense in putting it off.”My heart can’t take it.

February disappeared to the bathroom, leaving me alone in her room.

The wait was excruciating. My mind kept catastrophizing. If she turned out to be pregnant, the chance of us working out would be nil. This situation would’ve been tough long-distance without a baby in the picture. But with a baby? Next to impossible.

I thought back fondly to earlier tonight when my biggest problem had been whether she was faking an illness. I would’ve given anything to go back to that time.

I checked my phone. It had been five minutes. She had to know by now. The fact that she hadn’t come out wasn’t a good sign.

Fuck.

She’s pregnant.

I know it.

I had to think fast.What will I do?

I still wanted to explore this.

That was my truth.

I must’ve been fucking crazy.

But if that woman came out here and told me she was having a baby… I wasn’t going anywhere—I knew it in my gut.

Well, damn.

You learn something new about yourself every day.

I need to know if I’m losing my mind.

Where the fuck is my dog when I need him?

I paced.

The door burst open.

“It’s negative!” She beamed.

I let out all of the air I’d been holding. “Oh, thank fuck!”

CHAPTER 11

February

“Hey, Trinity.” I popped my head into my therapist’s office a few days later. “Do you have a minute?”

She smiled. “Of course. Come on in.”

“Is it too late to add names to the guest list for tomorrow? For family day?”

Trinity shook her head. “Not at all. How many people would you like to add?”

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