Page 48 of Player Misconduct
“Those were my first pregnancy symptoms,” Isla says in a sing-song voice.
“It’s just my period coming. That’s all.”
Vivi blinks, pausing mid-lip-gloss application. “Wait, what?”
Cammy leans forward, eyes gleaming. “Hold up. Are we saying Kendall might be pregnant? Because I will open another bottle of wine for this.”
I freeze, one heel halfway on. “I’mnotpregnant.”
Isla raises her brow. “Then why’d you say it like that?”
“Like what?”
“Like you’re trying to convince yourself.”
I roll my eyes, forcing a laugh that feels too sharp. “Please. I’ve just been busy. Probably hormonal. My period’s due any day now.”
“Hmm.” Vivi taps her chin. “You’ve also been kind of snappy. And you nearly puked at Serendipity’s over onions.”
“That was the smell of caramelized butter,” I protest.
Cammy grins. “You do realize butter doesn’t make normal people gag, right?”
I open my mouth, close it again.
“Just saying,” Isla mutters.
There’s a long pause—too long. I can practically hear the gears turning in their heads.
Finally, I cave. “There was one night,” I admit quietly.
The silence that follows could rival the Stanley Cup playoffs.
“One night?” Vivi repeats, eyes widening. “With who?”
I groan. “It doesn’t matter. It was… complicated. We used protection.”
Cammy leans forward, popcorn forgotten. “Was this before or after the quarantine scare?”
“Cammy!”
“What? I just need to know if you’re the girl who got frisky in quarantine.”
Isla bursts out laughing. “You did, didn’t you? With who? Some random guy on the plane?”
I glare, cheeks burning. “I’m not answering that.”
Vivi gasps. “Oh my God, it was Aleksi, wasn’t it?”
I hear the moment they all let out an audible gasp as everyone comes to the same conclusion.
I drop my head into my hands. “You’re all insane.”
“Insanely supportive,” Cammy says sweetly.
“Insanely nosey,” I mutter.
Isla sets her wine glass down and stands, rummaging through her purse. “Well, nosey or not, we’re finding out.”
