Page 81 of Dirty Ever After


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“I’m also so thankful that she allowed me to knock her up,” Christian says.

Wait, what? Did I hear him right? The entire table is silent as we stare at the two of them, but judging by their faces, it’s true. Holy shit.

“No bloody way,” I scream.

“Yep, Ness and I are having a baby,” Christian says proudly as everyone erupts into excitement.

“Derrick.” Sienna pulls me aside as everyone else heads to the room to watch the Thanksgiving game. “I need to tell you something,” she whispers.

“Yeah, what is it …?” As soon as the words are out of my mouth, I realize what she is about to say. “No. Don’t tell me …” She nods. “You’re having a baby.” I squeal as quietly as I can because I don’t know who knows this news.

“Yes.” She squeals with excitement. Oh, my, this is amazing. I’m so happy for her. She is the best mum to little Ryder. “Evan’s telling everyone else now.”

“You and Ness are having babies at the same time.”

“Right? We always dreamed of doing that, and now we are.”

“I’m so happy for you, SiSi.” I hug her again.

“Can you believe this is my life, D?”

I nod. “I can. You deserve all the happiness in the world. You were born to be a mum as well as a kickass businesswoman.”

“I never dreamed I could have it all,” she says, getting teary-eyed.

“I did. I always had faith in you. All you needed was a change of scenery to achieve it.”

“Like having Thanksgiving in Paris?” She giggles.

“Exactly.”

“I’m so happy, I could burst.”

“I’m bursting for you.” I wipe away my tears.

“You’re next, babe.”

I shake my head. “I’m taking a break from finding Mr. Right. I’ve decided to work on myself.”

“You’re perfect already.” She smirks.

“True, but perfection can sometimes use a tweak or two.” I smirk. “Look, the whole Chance thing made me realize that I’ve been choosing unavailable men because I’m afraid of truly getting hurt. Because if my own family can turn their backs on me, anyone can.”

“Oh, D,” Sienna says, bursting out crying.

“Hey, no need for tears. This is growth. I’ve realized it. I’m acknowledging the trauma my parents put me through, and instead of sweeping it under the carpet, I’m dealing with it head-on. I’ve realized that their extreme religious beliefs have nothing to do with me as a person, even if I am their own flesh and blood. Even if I were straight, they would have found fault with me anyway, as they are extremely judgmental and truly unhappy people. That’s not me. So, I am thankful they gave me life because your life would be hella boring if I wasn’t in it,” I tease, poking her.

“It would be. I’m so thankful for you, D. Not sure if I tell you enough but you saved me after Beau left. I wouldn’t have been able to take Ness up on her offer if I didn’t have you by my side. You are my strength.” Now I’m crying again.

“And you are mine.”

“I love you, D.”

“I love you too.” We bawl our eyes out. “You’re stuck with me for life,” I warn her.

“Of course I am, you’re my family, D. I’m not going anywhere.”

“I can’t believe you two hussies are knocked up at the same time,” I say as the boys scream about touchdowns.