Page 34 of Zombie's Howl-O-Ween
“This.” He held the pregnancy test I had buried at the bottom of the trash can under the bathroom sink.
“Where did you get that?” No way he’d stumbled upon it by accident.
“A plus sign means pregnant. You’re pregnant with my baby and you didn’t tell me.” Whoa, he looked furious. “Why were you hiding it?”
“I wasn’t hiding it with the intention of keeping it from you. I just—”
“The test was buried in the trash.” He narrowed his eyes at me like I’d betrayed him, but I hadn’t.
“Yes, it was, which makes me wonder how you found it.” I put my hands on my full hips. Now I was getting angry.
How could he think I would deceive him? He of all people should know how he overreacts like now. I’d only been trying to protect him and save the news for a quiet, peaceful moment.
“I searched your symptom.”
“What?”
“I wanted to know why you might have a sensitive nose to smells. Pregnancy was one of the first possible causes.”
“I don’t even know what to say.” My mind was blown. I didn’t think men would search up symptoms or even notice them. But then Brandon wasn’t your typical man. “So, then you looked for a test and found it.”
Now that I thought of it. He had taken longer than usual in the shower, but I’d just figured he’d been extra dirty, and he was doing a thorough cleaning for my benefit.
“Yes, and you were hiding it.” He paced in the bedroom with his hands on his head. “Why? Why would you hide it from me, Trix? Why?”
“Honey, let’s calm down.” I exhaled a deep breath.
The last thing I wanted was to ruin Thanksgiving and his reunion with his parents. But despite all my attempts to make today wonderful, I still managed to mess it up.
Why didn’t I just tell him and everything else be dammed?
“Answer me,” he snapped.
“I was going to tell you after your parents when home to Iowa. Please believe me. I wasn’t hiding it. I just took the test yesterday.” I went to him and took his free hand, then the one holding the test. “I wanted today to be about you and your folks. That’s all.”
His eyes shimmered with emotion. “You should’ve included me when you took the test.”
“I’m sorry. Truly sorry. It was a dumb mistake.” Oh, my heart. He’d wanted to be with me when I took the test, and I’d stole that moment from him. No wonder he was so upset.Nice going, Trix.
“I need to go do something.” He grabbed his wallet and put on his cut.
“You’re leaving right now?” My mouth gaped, in utter disbelief. Why would he leave when we were having this serious conversation?
“Yes.” He left the bedroom, and I followed him.
“But our parents will be here soon.”
“Yeah.”
“Brandon, stop.” I grabbed his hand.
“What?” He turned around and looked down at me.
“Are you angry with me?” Stupid question, Trix. Just look at the rage in his blue depths.
But couples argued and had fights. Leaving wasn’t the answer. If we were going to have a healthy and successful relationship, we needed to work through stuff like this.
“Of course I’m angry. You know how much I want a baby with you, and you hid it from me. If we’re going to be together, we do everything together!”
