Page 54 of Falling in Love with Two

Her eyes fall to the ground. “Yes.”

“Is it mine?”

Anger shoots across her features. “Of course, it’s yours.”

Realizing we are in a slightly crowded area, I see someone come walking out the family bathroom, so I open up the door and gesture for Leah to follow me.

Once inside, she looks around, “Really?”

“At least it’s quiet. Look, I’m sorry for the question, but you can’t blame me since I haven’t gotten any kind of notification.”

“I just found out yesterday.”

My mind runs a hundred miles an hour. “We used a condom, right? I mean we were drunk, but I don’t think we were that drunk.”

“Yes, we used a condom and I had an IUD!” She waves her arms in the air. “You apparently have super sperm!”

“Super sperm?”

“How else do you explain it? An act of God? That would explain why you’re knocking up women all over town!”

I hold up my hand to stop her. “What the hell are you talking about? I think I’d know if I had other babies.”

Or maybe not. I didn’t know about this one.

“I saw you here yesterday—with your other baby momma.”

I sigh and run my hand over my face. “Leah, that was my sister.”

She practically yells, “How many sisters do you have?”

“Four! Christ, Leah. Didn’t you think it was weird that I was dating women who look just like me?”

“I don’t know what you’re into!”

“Take a look in the mirror, peaches!”

We both stand toe-to-toe, irritated with the other. It suddenly occurs to me that I’m yelling at the woman who is carrying my baby.

Lowering my voice, I say, “That was my oldest sister, Liz. Her fiancé couldn’t bring her to her appointment, so I offered to help.”

“Of course, you did.” Her eyes fall to the floor again. “Sorry I jumped to conclusions.”

“So, what are you going to do?” I ask. “About the baby?”

“Despite my better judgment, I’m going to keep it.”

“Okay. Good.”

“Look, Dylan,” she begins. “I’m not asking you for anything here. I’m not going to bust your balls. I’m pretty used to going at things on my own. This is no different.”

I’m still so stunned that I’m not quite sure what to say. I get that she’s trying to give me an out, but I don’t know if that’s what I want.

Based on what she’s saying, I’m wondering if Leah was ever planning on telling me.

I have a million questions and things to say, but I can’t seem to string much together in a coherent thought.

She’s the next one to speak. “I should get going.”

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