“Why would he send you away?”
“He’s already tried to and that was before a possible pregnancy.” I held up the test. “It was difficult enough to convince him to let me stay, but if there’s a baby…”
What if there is a baby? All bets would be off.
“Given what happened to his mother when she was pregnant,” I said. “He’s going to do whatever it takes to protect us. This pregnancy could plunge him off the deep end.”
“It could also be a huge motivator when dealing with Medina.” She took the test and put it on the nightstand. “But you’re right, Milo might want to get you away from here.”
“I don’t want to leave him.”
“Something tells me he would go with you.”
“And leave his family to fight alone?” I shook my head. “I don’t see that happening.”
“Nico left,” Lissia reminded me. “Marchello and I went away. If Milo had to take you away, Chello and Nico would pick up the slack. Besides, they have me. I can help.”
“I don’t think Milo would leave. Not now, not with Diego causing so many problems.” I leaned against the throw pillows on the bed. “I don’t know. There’s so much uncertainty surrounding us.”
“Well, maybe you should take that test?” She glanced at the box. “Then you’ll know for sure. I thought maybe that day in Milo’s office you could be pregnant, but I didn’t want to pry.”
“I didn’t think I was.”
“What changed your mind?”
“My stomach has been off. I haven’t thrown up again, but I decided before I start another pill pack, I should be sure. My period never came after I stopped the last pack.”
“Is that unusual for you?”
“I’m not really sure what’s usual these days. When Milo and I were apart, I missed a couple of pills, and then we had sex, but I got back on track and I didn’t think I could be pregnant.”
“Do you want me to wait with you while you take the test?”
I appreciated her offer. It was nice to have another woman to talk to about this kind of stuff.
“I’m going to take it tonight with Milo. I tried to tell him this morning, but he’s got a lot on his mind. We’re going to have dinner tonight. I’ll tell him my suspicions then.”
“That sounds like a plan. When I take a test, I do it with Marchello.”
“Have you taken many?”
“Two or three.” She shrugged as if getting pregnant didn’t matter, but I sensed something else. “A few months ago, I thought I was pregnant, but as usual with this family, things were crazy and so much was happening. My hormones were out of whack. I jumped to the conclusion that I could be pregnant.”
“You really want to be.”
“Who wouldn’t want to have Marchello’s baby, right?” Her fake laugh shielded her sadness. “At the time, I wasn’t sure, butwhen the test was negative, I realized having his baby was what I wanted more than anything.” She smirked. “Trust me, I want lots of things, but this is at the top of my list.”
“I guess you're actively trying.” I held up my hands to stop myself from asking too many questions. “I’m getting too personal. You don’t have to tell me.”
“I’ll tell you.” She inched closer and rested on the pillows next to me. “We live in the same house. We’re in love with brothers. We’re practically sisters.”
“I always wanted a sister.”
“Me too.” She stretched out her legs. “It hasn’t been that long, but Marchello and I are trying to get pregnant. So far, we haven’t been successful, but it isn’t from lack of trying. My husband loves sex.”
“He has that in common with his brother.” I gazed up at the ceiling as a blush heated my cheeks because I had never talked about this kind of stuff before. I didn’t even have sex until I met Milo. “Not that I’m complaining about, you know, his frequent appetite.”
“Girl, I hear you.” She rolled onto her side and propped her head up on her elbow. “Marchello and I had an explosive start. I’ll tell you all about it when we have more time. We met, he kidnapped me.” She rolled her eyes. “He doesn’t believe this, but I was a willing hostage.”
