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I had no idea.
I’ve hurt our baby, and I had no idea.
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ELLA
Iwake again with my head resting on a solid chest and a strong arm wrapped around me protectively.
Memories of opening my eyes earlier in the day to find Colton staring down at me with concern and pain etched onto every inch of his face come back to me a few seconds before everything that followed that discovery.
I’m pregnant.
My head spins as I try to get my head around it.
How?
I mean, I know how. I have very vivid and steamy memories of how. But I’m on the pill.
A pill that we may have put a little bit too much trust in.
I took it while I was in Seattle, I know I did. But did I take it religiously like I would have if I were at home? No, probably not.I was sick too, and I didn’t take any extra precautions.
The knot in my stomach tightens, making me want to pull my knees up so I can curl into a ball to protect myself, but the man lying beside me makes that impossible.
I think about all the ways I’ve abused my body in the last few weeks.
If I knew, then…
“Baby?” Colton whispers, sensing that I’m awake.
“I’m okay,” I whisper.
His lips press against the top of my head, and tears instantly burn the backs of my eyes.
He came.
He came for me.
And not only that, he’s still here.
I sniffle as my emotions begin to get the better of me. “I didn’t know, Colt. If I did, then?—”
“I know you didn’t. It’s okay, baby. You don’t need to worry about any of that. Just focus on getting better, yeah? I’ve got everything else under control.”
He kisses me again, forcing the tears balancing on my lashes to finally fall.
“You really meant everything you said, didn’t you?” I whisper.
“Every single word,” he says, his voice cracked with emotion that makes the lump in my throat grow. “I love you, Ella. Always have, always will.”
“What made you change your mind?” I ask nervously. Honestly, I’m not sure I really want to know the answer, but…I need to know.
“Benny,” he says with a deep chuckle.
“Benny?” I echo. “What did he do?”
“Came to me after you were brought in here. He scared the shit out of me, Bombshell. He wouldn’t tell me what was wrong but that you were in the hospital and…fuck.” He shifts beneath me, and a second later, the familiar scratch of him rubbing his rough jaw hits my ears. “I thought I was really going to lose you. It fucking terrified me.”