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I nod and slowly slide out of her. She gasps when I’m all the way out, and I miss her already.
“But you have no doubt?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “No doubt. I did three tests and they were all positive right away.” She works her teeth over her bottom lip and I rub my thumb over both lips, wanting to inhale her.
“I ordered prenatal vitamins online so I wouldn’t have to go back to Cecil’s. That’s what I was doing there the day I ran into you—buying tests.”
I lean my forehead against hers. “I’m only going to say this tonight because I’m not holding any of this against you, I swear. As much as I wish you’d told me as soon as you suspected, I wish even more that I’d tried harder to get out of you what was going on.”
I pull back and lean on my side to face her, my hand propped on my head. “I hated that sudden divide between us. It ate away at me, and I didn’t know what I’d done or what I could do to bring you back to me. It felt hopeless.”
My fingers trace her eyebrows and over her cheekbone, across those lips I can’t resist. All of her so achingly beautiful.
Her eyes flutter shut and she opens them slowly, her lids heavy.
“Please don’t shut me out, Marlow. I can take a lot, but that…” I shake my head.
She blinks and nods. “I won’t,” she says. “I promise.”
“And if you start, I’ll push for answers and get annoying until you talk to me,” I add.
“Okay,” she says. “But I’ll try not to let it ever get to that point, all right? We’ll both be open with one another and trust that we’ve got each other’s backs?” Her face breaks and a tear drips down her cheek.
“Why does that make you cry? It feels like my goddamned chest is caving in when you cry,” I admit.
“I’m sorry.” She laughs and shakes her head, rolling her eyes. “Sofie warned me that the tears came flooding out of her when she got back here and felt all this…joy.” Her voice cracks when she saysjoy, and she laughs harder. “Oh my goodness,” she groans, and I love the way her Southern accent gets stronger when she’s vulnerable. “I think pregnancy might already be having a heyday with my hormones too.”
“Sorry, Little Rocket. I can’t begin to know what all the pregnancy hormones must feel like. Are you sure these are happy tears?” My eyes sweep over her features, taking her in. And then it hits me. “Oh shit.”
“What?”
“I’ve never even stopped to ask if youwantthis baby. Or if there was more than me finding out or your concerns about the timing making you so sad.”
She exhales a long whoosh of air and takes a deep breath, her eyes serene when they meet mine again.
“Even in the middle of freaking out about all the things, I’ve only ever wanted this baby,” she says, her hand sliding down my cheek.
Relief floods through me, but I kiss her palm, waiting for the rest.
“The thought of being in a relationship with someone who has my back—it’s all I’ve ever wanted. It’s why I pulled up roots and moved here to be near Sofie. She’s the only one who’s ever had my back. And feeling your support about this…about everything…it makes me feel like I can doanything. Be exactly who I’ve always wanted to be.”
Her voice breaks again and she puts her fist near her nose. She turns to face me, and clasps my hands in hers.
“I hope my saying that doesn’t make you feel pressured to stay with me if you change your mind about all this,” she whispers.
My head falls back and I laugh, putting my hands on her back and hugging her body against mine.
“Just try to get rid of me, Little Rocket. Now that I know where we stand, nothing’s changing my mind.”
CHAPTERFORTY-SEVEN
BAE
MARLOW
I wake up to Wyatt’s face between my legs, and me already on the cusp of an orgasm.
I whisper his name, my eyes barely able to focus on him, with the things he’s doing with his tongue and fingers.