Page 38 of Pucking the Enemy

“It’s Hazel,” I admitted.

“How is the short little demon?” Wyatt asked, wiping his face on a towel. “Alexis hasn’t seen her in a while, and she wants to know how she’s doing. Then again, she’s been so busy with classes, she hasn’t seen anyone other than us for the last few weeks.”

Alexis was a mechanical engineer and her workload had been somewhat insane of late, but still she made time to be with her pack.

“She’s pregnant,” I admitted, turning to look at my teammate.

His eyes were wide as he looked at me in shock. “Oh shit, What are you guys going to do?”

“What do you mean what are we going to do?”

“I mean, do you want a kid? I’m sure you want a kid, but you know what I mean. Now isn’t exactly the best time, is it?”

I stared back at him. He thought the baby was mine? Why would he think that? “It’s not mine.”

Wyatt’s eyes got so comically large, I was worried for a split second that his eyeballs were going to fall out of his skull.

“What do you mean it’s not yours?”

I frowned. “Hazel and I aren’t together.”

“Wait, really?” Wyatt did a double take. “But… you guys are always together.”

“We’re best friends.”

Wyatt snorted. “You do not look at that girl like you would look at your best friend. You look at her like she hung the goddamn moon.”

“I don’t.”

Wyatt took a deep breath. “So, someone else got her pregnant? Do you know who? And why is that upsetting to you?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Someone got my best friend pregnant, and I don’t know who it was! They’re not exactly around to help out.”

He sighed deeply. “Are you sure that’s the reason you’re mad? Honestly, all of us thought you and Hazel were a thing. You guys are constantly together. You know each other better than anyone else in the world.”

“I’ve never thought about her that way… at least, not until now,” I admitted.

“Ah… Did Hazel ever openly date people in front of you?”

I shook my head. “She’s always been focused on her studies.”

“And I’m guessing now that you know someone else fucked her brains out, you’re jealous.”

“I…” As I was about to protest, the words died in my mouth. Was I jealous?

The idea of Hazel with someone else made me irrationally angry. Nothing had felt right since our fight.

“You’re in love with her. It doesn’t take a genius to see it, man.”

“But I’ve dated dozens of women.”

“You’ve had flings. You’ve never been serious with someone. Do you remember last year when Hazel lost her keys and you walked away from that date with the smoking-hot blonde instead of letting Hazel wait an hour to get into her place? Or the time you canceled plans just to take her to a new bookstore?”

I was thinking about it. I had often put Hazel first. Spending time with her was more enjoyable than the quick fucks I’d been having. Time with her meant something.

“Fuck,” I groaned, dropping my head into my hands once again.

Wyatt clapped a hand on my shoulder. “Didn’t take you for being dense, but apparently, you’re deficient in a few brain cells!” He laughed. “Tell me this, how would you feel if Hazel married the father of her baby?”

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