Page 106 of Sweet Surrender
I raised a brow. “What have I told you about asking me questions likethat, sweetheart?”
That seemed to snap her out of her trance. Her eyes filled with rage,and her lips twisted into a snarl. “What the fuck, Nash?” she roared. “You can’t do that! You don’t get to dictate to me when I get pregnant! What the hell is wrong with you?!”
She stormed past me and out of the bathroom, grabbing her robebefore wrapping it around her and covering her delectable body. Once she’d tied up the belt, she started pacing.
I gave her a minute to get the shock out of her system, tucking thetest in my pocket. In true Savannah style, as she paced, she muttered curses under her breath. I held back my chuckle not wanting to anger her any more. It wouldn’t be good for the baby.
“Sweetheart,” I said after a few minutes of her wearing a hole in thecarpet. “I know you’re scared-”
“Scared?” she snapped, finally stopping her strides to glare at me.“I’m not scared, I’m furious! I’ve just started getting my career off the ground, and now I find out I could be pregnant because you’ve been tampering with my birth control! What about me, Nash? What about what I want?!”
“Tell me, why do you think you can’t have a careeranda baby?” Ireplied, keeping my tone even, despite my temper beginning to spike at her hysterics.
“Because!” she bellowed, marching her cute ass across the room towhere I was standing, her nostrils flaring.
“Because what?”
“Because! What if I don’t want kids, huh? What if I never wanted tohave a baby?” she said, her voice several octaves higher than her normal pitch.
I grinned at her knowing she couldn’t answer my previous question,because of course she could have a career and a kid.
“So you’re telling me that you don’t want to haveourchild? You’retelling me that you don’t want the little thing growing in you rightthis very second, the little thing that you and I created?” She fell silent, almost as if me telling her that something was growing inside her made all the anger leave her body in an instant. Taking advantage of her stunned state, I grabbed her hips again. “You’re telling me that when we go for a scan, and you hear our baby’s heartbeat for the first time, you don’t want it? Or when our baby is born, and it wraps its tiny hand around your finger and looks at its mama with unconditional love, you don’t want that?”
Tears welled in her eyes, and I knew I had her. She wanted that, shejust hadn’t ever realized that was what she wanted.
When her bottom lip began to quiver, I cupped her face with bothhands and planted a chaste kiss on her lips. “Sweetheart, I know you have just started your career, but there is no reason we can’t have a family as well. I promise you, I will doeverythingin my power to make sure you have the career you’ve dreamed about your entire life, and our children have everything they could ever want. Especially two parents who love them.”
A tear slid down her face, and after a few seconds of silence, she tooka shaky breath. “You don’t even know for sure I’m pregnant,” she said, acceptance in her whispered reply.
I pulled the test from my pocket and held it up in front of her. “Go takeit, let’s find out.”
She visibly swallowed before taking the test from my hand. I followedher back to the bathroom, and when she went to close the door, I raised a brow, giving her a silent warning that there was no way I was missing any part of this moment.
The next few minutes passed in a tense silence as we awaited theresults. Savannah resumed her pacing, but with every lap she did, she passed by the dresser where the test was.
I watched her pace as I sat in the chair. Part of me wanted to pull herinto my lap and hold her still, but the bigger part of me knew she needed toexpel the energy. It was only through years of therapy that I’d learned to control that need to get rid of all the emotions brewing under my skin.
“It’s time,” I said, glancing at my watch to see three minutes hadpassed.
Savannah froze before turning to me, fear etched all overher pale face.
“I’m…I’m scared,” she whispered, finally admitting how she felt.
In two long strides, I’d crossed the room to her and pulled her into myarms, holding her tightly in my embrace.
“Sweetheart, there’s nothing to be scared about,” I said, pausing toplace a kiss on her head before pulling back so I could stare into her gorgeous emerald orbs. “If you are pregnant, we’re going to have a baby.Ourbaby. And I’m going to be right by your side for every minute of it. This isn’t like what your mom went through, Savannah, I’m going to be there for every minute of it.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks, but behind those tears, she smiled.“I love you, Nash,” she said, making my heart pound harder.
“I love you too, my sweet Savannah. Now go check the test.”
Determination washed over her face as she pulled out of my graspand walked to the dresser.
Picking up the test, she gasped. For a moment, I was worried I’d got it wrong. She wasn’t pregnant,and I’d gotten both our hopes up.
But then a small smile broke out on her face. “It’s positive.”
A feeling I’d never experienced before rushed through me.Happiness, amazement, and love, all mixed together, combining to make one powerful, overwhelming emotion.
