He shrugged. “I’ll think about it.”
“I think it’s a great idea,” Lauren said, looking at Wade. “That way, you’ll have stuff to do. You might actually be busier in the future.”
Wade’s forehead creased. “What do you mean?”
I was curious to know the answer as well.
“Nothing,” Lauren said, shrugging, then she grabbed her non-alcoholic chocolate martini after George put it down on the counter. “Oh, by the way, maybe you shouldn’t drink too much after all. I’ve got something important to say later.”
Then she left. Now, I was even more curious.
What was it she wanted to tell us?
“You’re not leaving us, are you?” I asked Lauren moments after we got back to Jake’s house, unable to contain my anxiety any longer.
Now that Clyde Roarke was no longer a threat, she could go back to her old life, maybe return to school. What if she no longer wanted to stay with us?
“Of course not, silly,” Lauren answered, putting my mind at ease.
“Then what is it you wanted to tell us?” Wade asked.
“Is something wrong?” Jake asked as well.
Lauren sat on the couch in the living room and gestured for the three of us to take a seat. I did, eager to finally find out her news. Jake and Wade did, too, all of us holding our breath.
“Do you remember when you persuaded me to go to a doctor after you rescued me?” Lauren asked.
Jake nodded. “You had a gash on your leg.”
“And we wanted to make sure you were fine,” I added. “Why?”
She touched the pendant of her necklace, usually a sign that she was nervous. Now, I was getting nervous as well.
“Did the doctor tell you something?” I asked.
Lauren nodded. “Well, the doctor found out something.”
“What?” Wade asked before I could.
She drew a deep breath. “I’m…pregnant.”
The word made my racing heart skid to a halt. Pregnant?
“Holy shit,” Wade muttered.
Jake’s jaw dropped. “Wait. You mean you’re having a baby?”
“Yes,” Lauren answered. “That’s usually what being pregnant means.”
“The doctor is sure about it?” I asked.
Lauren nodded. “He ran some tests. It’s too soon for an ultrasound, but the blood test confirmed it.”
Jake got up and grabbed Lauren’s hand. “Well, that’s great news.”
He gave Lauren a hug, but she just furrowed her eyebrows. “It is? I mean, I don’t even know who the father is.”
“That’s fine.” Jake cupped her face. “At least, I don’t mind. I’ll still treat your child like my own.”