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Lars

Sixteen yearsago

“I’m pregnant.”

The words catch me off guard.

When Alice texted me and said she had something to tell me, I wasn’t expecting her to drop a baby bomb.

The word echoes throughout my head.

Pregnant.

I look at my girlfriend of six months. She’s looking up at me with eyes full of expectation and love as she waits for me to saysomething.

“Are you sure?” I ask.

“I did three tests, and I’m late.” Happiness and hope shimmer on every word. “I’m pregnant, Lars. We’re going to have a baby.”

“But we were being safe. We took precautions.”

“Well, something didn’t work.” Alice’s smile fades. “You’re not happy about it.”

I reach for her. “No, it’s not that…”

“Then why are you acting this way?” she asks, her eyes watering.

I pull her closer. “You caught me by surprise, is all.”

I struggle to swallow. Seventeen and I’m about to become a father.

I’m still a kid myself.

But fuck, a baby.

My baby.

There’s something pretty amazing about it.

I mean, my old man is going to kill me, but it will be worth it.

After all, having been raised in the Knights of St. Boniface motorcycle club, I know family is everything.

I always knew I wanted kids.

Just didn’t plan on them right now.

But damn, this feels like it’s a good thing.

A smile slowly spreads across my face. “We’re really going to have a baby?”

Tears shimmer in her eyes as she nods. “Yes, we are.”

Well, hot damn.

I lift up my girlfriend and twirl her around, loving the sound of her laughter.

I’m not in love with Alice. But I’ll get there. Especially now we’re going to be a family.