Page 66 of The Betrayal
And I wait. And wait. And wait a little bit more for him to freak out. For him to start yelling and screaming about how stupid I am to get knocked up and how reckless it was of me to throw my life away so young with a pregnancy.
But he doesn’t. I see the way his eyes soften, the way his lips turn up into a smile and then the light green of his eyes mists over.
“You’re pregnant?” he whispers, my fingers wrapping round his wrists, and I nod, tears now streaming down my face, but then the harsh reality kicks me in the stomach like a horse hoof.
“But…” I pause.
“But,” he hangs on my word.
“There was the guy before you…”
“But it was only once?” he looks at me confused.
“It only takes once, Keaton,” and my tone is soft, our eyes locked on each other’s gaze.
“But we have done it so much more,” his brows wiggle in a playful manner and I couldn’t love him more than I do in this moment.
“But…” I pause, “the buts don’t matter Keaton. I can’t promise this baby is yours… and I completely get if you don’t want to—” he pushes his finger to my lips and shakes his head from side to side slowly.
“I’m not going anywhere Blossom, it’s me and you,” his lips press to my cheeks, soaking my tears up.
“But,” my bottom lip trembles.
“The buts don’t matter baby…” his hands slowly pull from my face and rest on my lower stomach as he recites my earlier words, “it’s just the three of us. Genetics don’t matter, it’s you and me and our little baby. I’m not going anywhere. I promise you.”
And I sob. Full on ugly sobbing as I throw my arms around his neck, holding onto him like he is my lifeline and I never want to let him go.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
KEATON
Fuck.
Pregnant.
Inside I am freaking out. But I don’t want her to know that. I meant what I promised. I am not going anywhere. I am not going to let her slip away from me. She is pregnant, and sure, it may not be my baby, but it will be my baby.
My heart aches.
I always wanted to be a dad, but I never had it on my bingo card. It just didn’t seem to come, there were so many girls, some I was careful with, some I wasn’t, but they’ve never turned up at my door like ‘hey, here is your kid’.
So I am pretty sure I am off the hook until now.
Fuck.
Titus is going to kill me.
Bad enough I’ve married his daughter, but now he is going to know I’ve fucked her too. More than once actually.
Odds are definitely in my favor.
I fucked her so hard that I am sure I put a baby or two inside of her.
My cock swells in my pants.
What the fuck is wrong with me.
Her arms are locked round my neck, mine round her back and we just stand like this, in complete silence as the world continues to spin, but in this moment ours has stopped. Frozen in time almost.