Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 54888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
But this… this new revelation had my hands shaking and my heart jumping in my throat.
I closed my eyes and just breathed as I waited for the pregnancy test to show the results. It had only been twelve months since Bishop and I made things official, and although we took precautions where they were needed, there were of course times when things were too heated, the moment too scorching, that we just… got lost in each other. And if this test came back positive, then it looked like one of those times had stuck, so to speak.
Would he be happy? Upset? He loved me, and I loved him, and I wanted him as my husband, and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Bishop. But sometimes when curve balls were thrown into people's lives, they just couldn’t handle it very well. And I didn't know if Bishop fell into that category.
I opened my eyes and stared down at my engagement ring, a smile forming on my lips instantly. Although we’d only been together a year, Bishop proposed six months into our relationship. Some may have thought that was fast, but I would have said yes if he asked a month into us being together.
Because I knew I’d loved him right away and wanted to spend my life with him.
I breathed out and finally picked up the test, staring at the stick, already knowing the truth before I saw the two pink lines. And because I didn’t do anything half-assed, I did a double test, a digital one. And yup, sure enough, a big fat PREGNANT was splayed across the screen.
“Well, I guess that about sums it up.”
I heard the front door open and close, breathed out again, and knew I was just going to take this head-on. There was no point in letting my worry or the fear of the unknown make me weak in this situation.
So I left the bathroom, walked down the short hallway toward the small foyer that opened up into the living room, and saw Bishop toeing off his boots. He held a big brown paper bag, takeout inside it, but my stomach was suddenly cramping something serious, the idea of food not sitting right with me.
I stood there a moment, just watching the man I loved, wanting to run into his arms, knowing there was no place I’d rather be.
I’d begun staying at his place a couple nights a week, nervous about leaving my dad, but he insisted I spend time with Bishop. After going back and forth with him, I decided I’d at least get someone to stay with him overnight the times I was with Bishop. Because he didn’t need medical aid that a home health worker would give, I’d been able to afford the expense. Not that my father liked having a “babysitter,” as he said, but he hadn’t given me a hard time, because he wanted me to live my life. Or so he claimed.
Bishop called out for me just as he lifted his head, our eyes locking, his smile forming instantly. “Hey, baby.” He held his arms out.
I found myself going into them immediately, letting Bishop wrap himself around me, my head on my chest, the two pregnancy tests still in my hand.
“What do you have there?” he asked as he pulled away, his eyes going to what I held.
I couldn’t answer as my heart lodged in my throat, and I lifted them up with a shaky hand.
He was silent for long seconds and then murmured, “You’re pregnant.” He didn’t phrase it like a question as he turned wide eyes up to me.
All I could do was nod. More long seconds passed, and neither one of us spoke, didn’t even move. The air was thick, and I felt sweat bead along the valley between my breasts and also dot my temples.
Say something. Anything.
I didn’t know if I was talking about him or me.
“Yeah,” I finally said, one hand holding the tests, the other twisting nervously at the edge of my shirt. And then he grinned, so broad, so wide I felt a hiccup in my chest from my heart faltering momentarily.
“I knew one of the times we were wild would take.”
I felt my eyes widen, my mouth opening and closing like I was a fish out of water, trying to gasp for air. “You did not just say that.”
His grin spread, and that sexy-as-hell dimple flashed. “Baby, you getting pregnant is the best fucking news I’ve had since you told me you loved me too.” His grin was so… rakish. “Besides, I’m glad it took.” He winked.
I started to chuckle and rolled my eyes. “You did not just say you’re glad your seed took.”
He laughed softly but then sobered, his expression getting really serious as he stared into my eyes. “It’s always going to be you for me, Korrie. I always saw marriage and babies. I always saw you in my life until the day I die, and I can’t lie and say I don’t love that we are already starting that part of our lives. It’s all I want.”