Page 78 of Vegas with my Brother’s Best Friends

The chill club guy has finally lost his cool.

At the worst time too.

“I’m not perfect. I know that!” Cassidy tells Jackson.

“I’m not trying to be an asshole, Cass. We could’ve been helping you if you just told us the truth from the start,” Jackson tells her.

Cassidy hastily wipes her tears away but more keep coming.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” I ask her gently, approaching her slowly.

She lets out a bitter laugh. “I slept with my brother’s best friends. That already makes me look bad enough. Now, I’m pregnant, and I don’t know who the father is. That makes me look even worse.”

“You could’ve told us,” I say, debating on whether to reach out to her or not.

I don’t want to push her too much.

“I was scared,” she tells us. “I thought you’d be mad or you’d turn your back on me. Like everyone else is going to do when they find out the truth about everything.”

“We would never do that,” I tell her, fighting past my uncertainty and taking her hand. I can feel it tremble in my grasp. “We’re going to figure this out together.”

“Would you stop pacing?” Jackson snaps at Tyler.

Tyler stops abruptly and glares at Jackson. “How are you not losing your mind right now? Are you ready to be a dad? You’re not even ready to be in a serious relationship.”

“Panicking isn’t going to help anyone,” Jackson tells him before turning to Cassidy. “First, we’re going to get a paternity test. Then, we’ll figure out the rest. One thing at a time.”

“That gives two of you a way out,” Cassidy says, her voice full of pain.

I squeeze her hand, drawing her eyes back to mine. “We’re not going anywhere. This is just a lot to take in. You’re carrying a baby right now!”

Cassidy’s face softens a little as I give her a comforting look.

“Do you want to have it? Do you want to be a mom?” I ask her.

She nods, a small smile tugging on her lips.

Warmth blooms in my chest as I smile back.

Tyler is freaking out, and I don’t know what’s going through Jackson’s mind right now besides the urge to control everything, but I’m happy. She’s going to be an incredible mother, and I can’t think of a single other person who I would want to raise a child with than her.

I’d spill that all to her right now if I was certain that it wouldn’t overwhelm her and spook her.

She doesn’t need a confession of all my deep feelings right now. She needs someone calm and collected to help her not spiral.

“She lives in a whole other city! Do we move to where she lives? Does she move to where we are?” Tyler asks as he starts pacing again, spilling every question his frantic mind comes up with.

“You’re thinking about all the wrong things right now,” Jackson tells Tyler, grabbing him by his shirt sleeve to make him stop moving.

Tyler shoves his hand off. “Someone should be thinking about these things. They’re real decisions that we’re going to have to make.”

“Not right now or in the next few days. Get yourself together, man,” Jackson growls.

“Will you two relax?” I say through gritted teeth as I step away from Cassidy. “I know we all just learned something huge, but she’s the one carrying the baby. She’s the one carrying the most weight on her shoulders. The least we can do is get our damn heads together and be there for her.”

“I get that. I just…I can’t think straight right now,” Tyler tells me, his words coming out rushed. He shakes his head and steps back from us. “I need some air.”

“Ty, come on. Don’t,” Jackson says, trying to reach out to him.