“No… I mean, it would be one of ours.”
His eyebrows shot up. “You want to have a baby?”
“Want to… Am going to… Potato, potahto.”
He blinked down at me. “I’m going to need you to quit fucking with me before my brain implodes,” he said. “Are you…” He pulled further away and looked at my stomach. He wasn’t running away, screaming, or otherwise showing any signs of panic yet. That had to be a good sign.
Right?
“I’m pregnant,” I told him. We’d stopped using protection a bit ago. So it wasn’t like this was a real shock. We’d gotten tested, discussed the possibility, and decided that if it happened we’d love to have a baby. So if he ran now, I was going to chase him down on the new bike and leave tread marks all up and down his back.
He grinned at me and let out a whoop that was so loud, I physically jerked at the sound. “Sorry. Sorry.” He grabbed me and yanked me against his body so hard I grunted. Then he started spinning.
“No! No! Spinning is a…” I swallowed hard as bile rose in my throat. “Bad idea,” I said weakly after the threat of losing my lunch had passed. I banged on his chest with my fist in emphasis. “Bad, bad idea.”
“Sorry!” he said again but he was laughing. “How far along are you?”
“Right about four weeks,” I told him. “So if we don’t want more babies in the future, we definitely need to use protection. Because I’m pretty certain this one was conceived right after we had our no condoms anymore talk.”
He chuckled. “Good to know.” He arched a brow. “But you’re pregnant? For real?”
“I am. Had a blood test to confirm and everything.”
“Next time don’t be subtle. Subtle doesn’t work on me.”
“Good to know,” I said with a smile.
“So…we have nine months of no condoms then.”
I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, I-” The words died on my tongue and all that came out of my mouth was a yelp as OD lifted me, bride style, into his arms. “Lifting isn’t a great idea either!” I glared at him as he started walking toward the clubhouse. “Let’s just ban any sudden movements.”
“I can work on that,” he promised.
“Where are we going?” I asked, even though I knew exactly what he had on his mind.
“Practicing.”
“You don’t need the practice,” I told him. “You already won the game.”
“I still want to practice for the next time.” He gave me a smug look.
“Next time?” I narrowed my eyes. “How many next times are you planning on?”
“As many as I can get,” he muttered, taking the stairs at an alarming rate. If he fell, I was going to go sprawling. He’d probably end up on top of me, but not in the fun way he was hoping to be in a few minutes.
“OD…”
“I’ve got you,” he said, staring down at me with a look on his face that made my heart flutter in my chest then give up the ghost and just melt. “You think I’d let anything happen to you, Light?”
Yeah. He was dangerous to a girl’s heart and panties.
By the time we got into the apartment, I was ready for what he had planned.
“She hurt herself?” Ryan asked, sitting upright from where he’d been sprawled in a recliner in front of the TV. He and Teddy were locked in an epic battle against space aliens.
“Is she okay?” Teddy asked, sounding just as worried as his friend.
“She’s fine,” OD told them. “I have presents for you downstairs. Ask Ruck to show them to you.”
