Page 14 of Ruthless Secrets
“Clara…”
I don’t hang around to hear what Sam says. Instead, I bolt into the bathroom and empty the contents of my stomach in the toilet.
After I rinse my mouth and splash my face with some cold water, I head back into the main living area. Sam is taking out the containers of food and putting them on the counter. The sight of the greasy boxes almost makes me gag.
Am I getting sick?
“Sorry if you heard that,” I mutter.
“Hard not to when your bathroom is literally next to the kitchen.”
I collapse onto my ratty old couch and rub my hand over my stomach.
“You should have told me not to come over if you were sick.” Sam reaches into a cabinet for a glass and starts filling it with water.”
“I was feeling fine all day. A little tired, but not ill.”
“You haven’t eaten any dodgy takeout leftovers or anything?”
“No, I’ve mostly been eating my meals at the restaurant. I’ve never eaten so well in my life.”
“I hate to be the one to say it, but…”
The look on Sam’s face is making me nervous.
“But what?”
“Is there a chance you could be pregnant?” She sets the glass of water down on the coffee table.
I stare at Sam for a moment before throwing my head back and laughing.
“You’re joking, right? Adam and I were saving ourselves for the wedding night, remember? I mean, notliterallysaving ourselves, but we took a break to make it more special, and?—”
Oh, shit!
I gasp as I remember who I ended up doing instead.
“And what?”
I think back to my one night of incredible, mind-blowing,unprotectedsex.
“Oh, god.” I bury my face in my hands.
“What? Clara, what the hell is going on?”
“I slept with someone.”
“What? When? Who? Oh, my god, did you sleep with Adam?”
“Ew, no! It was some guy.”
“You’re going to have to give me more than that, Clara.”
“The night of my wedding, I was sitting at the bar at the hotel drinking tequila, and this guy came and sat next to me, and well… One thing led to another, and we hooked up.”
“You’re joking.”
“I’m not.”
