Page 34 of Prognosis Christmas Baby

CHAPTER SIX

Maggie was too shockedfor a moment to do much of anything other than stare at his beautiful face, tense and shuttered for the first time since she’d known him.

Then her gaze flicked to the pregnancy test he was holding up and she saw a little pink sign and she was too stunned to speak.

‘Well?’ Nash demanded.

His voice cracked through her momentary paralysis. She reached for it, taking it from him, staring at the test window with the pretty pink plus sign.

Pregnant.

A baby. A baby. A baby.

Her hands shook. But how? It couldn’t be. It had to be wrong. ‘It’s positive,’ she said, looking at him for confirmation, feeling like a dyslexic toddler.

‘I can see that,’ he said grimly.

‘But...how?’ More with the two-year-old questions.

Nash’s jaw tightened. ‘I guess it was when the condom broke’

Once. Damn it! Once! Every other time they’d used nice, new, never-fail condoms.

Maggie could see he was talking, hell, she could hear him. But none of his words made sense.

Didn’t he remember she was infertile?

‘No. I mean...How...? I can’t...I’m not supposed to be able to fall pregnant.’

Nash took the test off her and held it up. ‘Wrong.’

God...she was pregnant. Maggie blinked, momentarily shuttering Nash’s very unhappy face. She knew he had every right to be angry, but wrapping her head around this was taking some time. And despite it all, her insides were singing.

Yes, singing. A baby. A baby. A baby.

‘Where are you going?’ Nash growled as Maggie pushed past him, scurrying into the house.

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