That made me laugh. “Thanks.” My heart was beating so fast that I didn’t even have time to feel scared or ecstatic. I was simply too nervous. I needed to know, and then I’d deal with everything later.
I really hoped that Beckett wouldn’t run into me before I had time to take the test. I wasn’t sure how he would react, and this was something I wanted to do by myself.
After paying, I headed back into the building and ran to the elevator, drawing in deep breaths. Thankfully, Beckett had given me a key.
Once I was in the penthouse, I went straight to the bathroom and read the instructions carefully. This was the first time I’d ever taken a pregnancy test. It was straightforward enough: Just pee on the stick. There wasn’t much else to it.
I closed my eyes after setting the timer on my phone for the allotted time. When the alarm rang, I startled, looking at the test.
Two lines.
I’m pregnant.
I wished I’d bought more tests so I could be certain, but deep in my bones, I knew it to be true. I was carrying a baby.Beckett’sbaby!That was why I’d felt so faint and why my period was late. And why I continually felt like barfing.
And somehow, I was totally okay with it.
CHAPTER 27
PIPER
I tookthe test with me, wrapping it in toilet paper and putting it in my pocket. I went into the kitchen, and as I grabbed a glass of water, Beckett came in with Charlotte.
My heart was pounding fast. I had to tell him, but how?
I watched him as he took off her little coat, hat, and shoes. He’d really bundled her up for her ride in the stroller.
“Someone’s had a blowout. I’m going to go take care of that. How are you feeling?”
“Better.” Maybe throwing up this morning had helped.
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
I know I’m okay. I’m just pregnant.
Oh man, I couldn’t blurt it out like that. I had to sit him down and tell him I didn’t do this on purpose. I wasn’t even sure how it happened. Well, Iwassure… But I didn’t have time to discuss it right now because I had that meeting with Josh. No way could I go into the office today—I felt too faint. I was going to head home and call him from there.
“I should go,” I said after ordering an Uber.
“Okay,” Beckett replied. “We’ll talk later.”
I nodded. He kissed me quickly on the cheek, holding Charlotte away from us—yes, she’d definitely filled her diaper. Theywent into her bedroom, and I could hear him talking to her along the way. So precious.
I finished drinking my glass of water and then grabbed a tissue. While blowing my nose, I realized I was feeling a bit stuffy, like I was getting a cold. Or was that a pregnancy thing? I wasn’t sure. After that, I shoved the Kleenex into my pocket.
Wait, why did I do that?I was all over the place this morning.
I took the tissue out of my pocket, throwing it into the trash. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed my laptop and bid Beckett goodbye. The poor guy was elbow-deep in cleaning Charlotte up.
“Do you need help?” I asked him as I stood by her door.
“Nah! Don’t come anywhere near her. She might blow again.” He laughed, saying to Charlotte, “Isn’t that right little girl,” and she cooed. “It’s probably better if you’re not near her anyway, since you’ve been feeling sick.”
I laughed. “Right. Okay, I’ll call later.” I was pretty sure baby poo wouldn’t trigger my nausea, though.
My Uber was here, according to my phone, so I headed to the door.
I figured once I was home, I’d feel better, but that was not the case at all. I was exhausted and nauseous. But even though I felt like I’d been run over, I was ecstatic. I was going to have a baby! I wanted to jump up and down with joy—which I would totally do if I wasn’t so afraid that I would projectile vomit everywhere.
