Page 101 of Unexpectedly Falling

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That second part had only just happened, leaving me panting and exhausted from the way she’d teased the hell out of me before letting me come. Somehow telling Nessa I love her flipped a switch, because she’d been insatiable the last few days since the waterfall.

She leaves for Nashville this weekend and while that would’ve had my lungs constricting, now it only has excitement lighting me up inside. This season will be her last, and I want to make sure it’s everything she needs it to be. I can’t wait to be there every step of the way.

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.

I want to ignore it, but the three messages in rapid succession have me rolling over to grab my phone.

INDIE: 9-1-1

INDIE: Where are you?

INDIE: JENSEN!

JENSEN: What?! What happened?

Nessa looks at me,concern in her eyes as she curls against my chest. “It’s my sister,” I say even though she can see the screen.

INDIE: You need to promise not to tell Mama and Daddy

JENSEN: Indie…

INDIE: I’m serious. Like the time I broke Mama’s favorite vase and you swore up and down the dog did it.

JENSEN: Why am I always the accomplice?

INDIE: If I had a sister I’d be texting her but I have YOU

JENSEN: Nessa is with me

INDIE: Good - I’m gonna need her too. And I’m so happy y’all are officially together and in love (heart eye emoji)

JENSEN: Umm…

INDIE: Promise me you won’t tell Mama and Daddy

INDIE: Or Sawyer

INDIE: PROMISE ME

JENSEN: Indie just tell me what happened?

INDIE: I swear to God

JENSEN: Mama would hate that

INDIE: (gif of woman screaming in frustration)

INDIE: (gif of woman glaring)

JENSEN: Fine I promise

INDIE: I’m pregnant

I stareat the screen and blink.

And blink again.

Then hit the call button which goes straight to voicemail, the three dots popping back up in our text conversation.

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