Page 12 of His to Love
Chapter Six
Alexa
Driving to Los Angeles, California, my only passenger was the little stick in a clear baggie sitting in the seat beside me. It was there to remind me of the importance of getting to Alejandro.
After purchasing a pregnancy test, I’d gone home and taken it. Finding out that I was pregnant nearly killed me, so I knew it would do the same to my mother. If I could tell them that I was getting married to Alejandro and then a month later tell them that we were pregnant, it might lessen the blow. But I had to find out if the father of my baby would do the right thing.
I’d found his phone number and address in the desk in the foyer at the Soliz’s. I didn’t call him to give him the heads up about my coming. I wasn’t sure how he would react at all. But I prayed that he would accept the fact that we’d gotten pregnant together and that he’d take his share of the responsibility.
It had taken me three days to get to L.A. I’d stopped and spent the nights in motels, instead of trying to drive straight through. I didn’t want to be tired and endanger the little baby growing inside of me. Already, I felt love for it. I hoped Alejandro would learn to feel it too.
“Turn left here,” the GPS told me. “The destination is on your left.”
Apartment 115. I took a deep breath, grabbed the little baggie with the positive pregnancy test in it, and got out of the car. The early morning hour might’ve seemed a bit too early to deliver such news to a man, but it also meant he’d almost certainly be at home. At six-thirty in the morning, I rang the doorbell to his apartment.
My heart raced, my stomach did flips, and my head went fuzzy as I waited for him to open the door. The sound of the chain sliding filled me with relief.He’s opening the door—so far so good.
The open door came to a stop and a woman stood in front of me, wearing nothing more than a t-shirt that hit her at the waist and a tiny pair of black panties. Her blonde hair was a mess, and she rubbed her eyes. “And just what the hell do you want this early in the fucking morning?”
“Is Alejandro here?” I hoped I had the wrong apartment.
“Geez, this motherfucker is getting all types of woken up this morning.” She stepped back then walked away, leaving me at the door. “Alex, get the fuck up. Some chick’s here for you.”
He’d told me once that he never went by anything but Alejandro. Seemed he’d lied to me. And it seemed that he lived with the foul-mouthed woman who’d answered the door as he shouted back at her, “Baby, I don’t want to see no other woman but you. Get your fine ass back in this bed and tell the slut to hit the bricks,” his thick Spanish accent was gone.
He faked that too?
“She’s holding a bag with a pink pregnancy test in it, Romeo. Get up and deal with that,” she yelled as she went into the hallway, disappearing into the darkness.
“She’s holding a what?” I heard him say.
“Alejandro,” I shouted from the doorway. “It’s Alejandra. Please come talk to me.”
“Alejandra?” he asked, sounding confused. “From Austin?”
“Yes. Please come talk to me.” I found everything about him unsettling at that moment. He’d have to change drastically to become a good father. I’d had no idea he was this sort of man.
Pulling a shirt on as he came out into the living room, he’d managed to put on a pair of blue jeans but had yet to zip them up. “What the hell are you doing here? How’d you get my address?” He pulled up the zipper of his jeans then buttoned them. “My father called a little while ago, asking me if you were here. So, what are you doing?”
“Your father called?” I’d left the Soliz family a note that said I was going to Houston to my family. “Why’d he ask if I was here?”
“Apparently, someone went to his home looking for you.” He came outside, closing the door behind him instead of inviting me to come inside. His eyes went to the bag I held, and he just shook his head. “I don’t know what made you think to come here. I’m not going to do a thing about that, except tell you to get rid of it.”
My heart stopped and I clutched my stomach. “What?”
“Get. Rid. Of. It,” he reiterated. “I don’t know why you think I even want to know about this problem. I left without telling you for a reason. I lost interest. So, what makes you think that coming to me with news of a baby is going to make me feel any differently?”
“Youmade this baby.” I wasn’t even sure I wanted him in the child’s life now. “I can’t believe the son of a deacon would even entertain the thought of getting rid of an unborn child.”
“I assumed you were on birth control,” he said with a sneer. “It’s the girl’s job to take care of that so she doesn’t have to take care of a baby on her own, you know.”
“You lied to me. You told me you cared about me. You just said whatever you had to say to get me into bed. You stole my virginity. Do you even care?” I couldn’t even look at him. The sight of him made me sick inside.
“Guys do that kind of thing all the time, honey.” He shoved his hands in his pockets, shivering in his bare feet in the cool morning air.
“For five months?” I didn’t think all guys waited around for that long just to get into a girl’s pants.
Smirking, he chuckled. “I’d never had a virgin before. I thought it would be worth the wait. You were tight and all, but you were also frigid as fuck.”
