Page 120 of Vexatious Queen

I nodded, letting him put the pieces together on his own.

“And she was the one the other day from the library?”

“Yeah. This is Lizzy here.”

I opened her favorite social media app and went to her main feed, making sure I left it long enough for him to see what name to follow.

Lizzy had started posting her pregnancy journey, along with all the information for those seeking a private adoption. She said that she found it cathartic. It also meant that her pregnancy wasn’t a secret anymore.

I doubted Rory would’ve just stumbled across her feed, but technically, he could have, so I didn’t feel like I was in the wrong. A little nudge couldn’t hurt. If he wasn’t interested, he wouldn’t follow her.

“I keep telling her that her life is not over, but she’s in a rut and won’t listen to me. People have babies all the time and continue to have careers, get married, and have additional kids when they’re ready.”

Rory nodded and started scrolling through the photos, so I kept going.

“I try to cheer her up, but I’m her best friend, so she says that I have to say she’s still beautiful and stuff. It’s crazy. She’s amazing inside and out. Anyway, that’s why I’m asking. Just wondering what guys think. If I asked Nash or any of my guys, they’d jump to the conclusion that I wanted to get pregnant, so…I didn’t mean to scare you.”

It wasn’t a lie, just not the whole truth. If I asked Myles this question, he’d have me naked in two seconds flat. An outside perspective was good and helped my cause.

“So…I take it the father isn’t in the picture?”

I shook my head. “He was a one-night stand.”

Rory’s brows drew together. “So, she’s doing this alone?”

“She has family, and the couple adopting the baby are very involved, but otherwise yeah.”

“Damn, that rough. Umm…would you be creeped out if I followed her?”

I was cheering inside, but kept my face neutral.

“Not at all. I’m sure she’d love all the support she can get.”

Standing, I hitched my backpack higher.

“We’d better get going, I have a ton to catch up on before any of the guys show up. They are loud and chaotic all the time.”

With a smile, he put his phone away and stood. All the way to the dorm, I was torn between being worried about Vicky and giddy thinking about Lizzy seeing Rory following her. I couldn’t wait for that phone call. She was going to lose her mind, and I was here for it.

“Which room are you going to,” Rory asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I glanced around and realized that we were standing in the middle of the hallway.

“Good question. I guess Nash’s room.”

We walked the rest of the way, and I gave Rory a smile.

“Thanks for the escort.”

“No problem. Want me to make sure it’s clear inside?”

“Sure,” I said, unlocking the door with my key. The ring had so many on it that it rivaled Dean Henry’s.

Rory did a quick sweep and looked under the bed.

“All clear.”

He stopped before walking out.