Ipaced across the hardwood floor of the living room, waiting for Drew. I’d shown up at the house an hour early with cleaning supplies and had worked from the floor to the ceiling, making the house sparkle.
I’d thought it would help my nerves, but I was wrong, it seemed to only heighten them.
“Bug?” Drew knocked on the front door and opened it slightly, calling out to me.
“Come in.”
I stopped walking and waited for Drew to enter the house. He was dressed in jeans and a tight grey shirt, different from how he looked yesterday, but still the same Drew I knew and loved.
That’s right, love.
Because in the hour of me cleaning, I’d realized that the feelings I’d had when I left Drew in Myrtle Beach were still very much in my heart. I was in love with Drew and I wasn’t going to be able to hide it because he knew exactly who I was and could read me like an open book.
“You wanted to see me?” Drew stopped in from of me, with an almost knowing smile, but I was about to turn his world around.
“I wanted to talk to you.”
“Well, that’s never a good thing.”
I played with my hands behind my back as I watched Drew teeter on his feet, waiting for me to continue. I took a deep breath. I know that Celeste had said not to jump right into this, but if I didn’t do it now, I might not be able to do it at all.
“I’m pregnant.” I closed my eyes and when I didn’t hear Drew say anything I opened one to see him smiling down at me, only an inch from my face.
“Wait.” His hands went to my waist and pulled me closer to him. “That’s all you wanted to say?”
He didn’t seem concerned or surprised by what I had said.
“Did you not hear me? I said I’m pregnant.”
He looked almost relieved as he gave me a shrug. “I know.”
His words were so nonchalant I almost didn’t hear him.
“You know?” My eyebrows knitted together in confusion and Drew leaned down to place a kiss there. The wrinkles unfolded and my shoulders drooped forward as my heard rested against his chest.
“I told you I kept tabs on you, bug. I meant it when I said I’d make sure you were okay.”
“When did you find out?”
“When you told your father, he started acting erratically, making big changes to his life and when politicians do that, it stirs up conversation. My friend got ahold of me and I reached out to a realtor down here in Savannah, finding out exactly which house you were going to be buying. I wasn’t quite sure that you were pregnant, not until I looked into this house and found out how far away it was from anyone and how big it was. I knew your father was trying to hide something and when he talked to the realtor about refusing to sign his name under the owner of the house, it all clicked together.”
“They wanted to keep it a secret for as long as they could. Father wanted time to get a story together.”
“I know they did, bug. But we won’t need to keep it a secret now. Your father won’t need to create a story, because we’ll tell them the real one.” Drew’s hand came to my chin as he lifted my face up to look at him.
“We aren’t married. How would that look for my father?”
“Who said we can’t be married?”
I smacked him on the shoulder at the insinuation that we would be married. I had just told Drew I was pregnant. Getting married was definitely not on my list of things to talk about today. I tried to wrap my head around what had just happened in the last fifteen minutes, but all that came to mind was that Drew had already had this all planned out without me being involved.
“Drew.” I took a step back from him, trying to regain my thoughts. “Why are you here?”
Drew took a step toward me, trying to fill in the gap I had created, but I took another step back, needing just a little space between us. The smile that had been gracing Drew’s face faltered and a worried look crossed his brow.
“I told you, bug, that weekend meant something to me.”
I shook my head at his response. “I know it did, but, Drew, why are you here? Why did you come here this weekend when you could have come months ago if it meant so much to you?”
