Page 784 of One More Kiss

About an hour later, my doorbell rings.

“Eeew, darling, you look horrible.” Ross gives me a half-hearted hug.

“Thanks. Did you bring the test?”

“Of course, I did. I have to be the first to know if I’m going to be an uncle.”

I move out of the way and allow him entry. “Here you go.” He hands me a pharmacy bag. I look at the test kit inside and read the instructions on the back.

“Make yourself a drink or something and wait for me out here. Don’t stalk me at the door. Just wait here,” I warn. Knowing Ross, I wouldn’t be surprised if he came in the bathroom and watched me as I peed on it.

“Okay, okay. I’m going to go rummage through your liquor cabinet while you go pee on the stick.”

I follow the instructions and leave the stick on the bathroom counter, face down. After I wash and dry my hands, I open the bathroom door and call for Ross. My hands are shaking and I’m pretty sure I’m going to throw up again.

Ross appears out of thin air, with a drink in hand. “Is it done?”

“The instructions say to wait two minutes. One pink line is negative, and two pink lines are positive. It should be done about now.”

“Well, sweetie, I think you need to look at that stick.”

Sucking in a deep, calming breath, I take the stick and flip it over. That’s when I see it. There are two bright pink lines.

“No way.”

Ross smiles. “Yes, way, sweets.”

“I’m pregnant.”

I’m fucking pregnant.

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