And I don’t like that about myself.
I don’t want to be the kind of man who lets insecurity speak louder than trust. Not with her.
I press a kiss to the top of her head, careful not to wake her, and I drift off too.
Chapter 21
Mason- A Week and a Half Later
The house is quiet except for the subtle hum of the bathroom fan and Megan’s breathing beside me.
We’ve been talking about this morning for the last two weeks. Counting it down and having a feeling this is it. She’s going to be pregnant.
“How long’s it been?” I ask.
“Two minutes,” she says with a shaky sigh.
I lean back against the wall, arms crossed. My heart’s beating quicker than I thought it would be.
“Kinda feels like waiting for a test grade you just guessed on.”
She laughs. “Well, I studied really hard.”
“I know you did,” I say, smiling.
Her phone timer rings. She sucks in a breath and I straighten, my pulse jumping a little as she reaches for the test.
She hesitates, eyes on mine. “You ready?”
“Ready.”
She flips it over and I know what it says before I can read it myself. The way her shoulders fall…I know it’s a no.
“It’s negative.”
The way she says it… It’s not angry, not even surprised, just…defeated.
She sets it down gently, like maybe if she’s careful enough, it’ll change its mind.
I reach for her hand, grabbing it and pulling her back toward me. “Hey.”
“I really thought—”
“I know.” I wrap my arms around her and keep her close.
She lets out a deep breath first then melts against me, burying her face in my chest. Crying ensues and my heart aches.
“It’s only the second time. We just have to be patient.”
“I know.” Her voice is barely there. “I just thought it’d happen if I knew when and—”
“It’s gonna happen when it’s supposed to. God’s timing, remember?”
She nods, but her lips tremble anyway. “It’s just hard not to feel like we’re doing something wrong.”
“We’re not.” I shake my head. “Trust me.” I laugh and she even smiles.
Her eyes meet mine, full of heartbreak, which wrecks me more than she’ll ever know.
