Page 71 of Accidental Baby Daddy

“You appear to be about ten weeks along,” she said. That made sense. It was approximately the time I’d arrived back in Wagontown, the first night that Oliver and I had spent together.

“What about the gender?” my sister asked. The doctor smiled and shook her head.

“We won’t be able to tell for another ten weeks.”

“Ten weeks?” Gillian whined. “That’s so far away!”

“That’ll be right around the date of your next ultrasound, barring any issues,” she said to me. “Do you have any questions?”

“Are pregnancy hormones a real thing?” I asked, frowning.

“Most definitely, they’re a real thing,” she said with a chuckle. “And you’re probably experiencing them right now. You get a rush of hormones when you’re in your first trimester.”

“So it’s technically not her fault if she acts crazy?” Gillian asked, and the doctor chuckled again.

“Not all her fault.”

I had to admit that was good to hear. I’d been awful to Oliver, and I needed to apologize, but I couldn’t seem to bring myself to do it. I just kept avoiding him.

“You sure you don’t want me to take you back to the cabin?” Gillian asked, and I shook my head.

“I think I need to stay with you a little while longer.” I smiled at her gratefully. “Thank you for helping me and taking care of me, Gilly.”

“Of course," she replied, but there was a slight hesitation to her tone.

“Gilly? What’s going on?”

“I heard from Mom,” she said quietly, and you couldhave bowled me over with a feather, for how surprised I was.

“Mom? Really? After all this time?”

“She heard you were back in Wagontown. I guess she’s still got friends here,” Gillian explained. “She... she wants to see you.”

“You didn’t tell her?—”

“No, of course not!” Gillian exclaimed. “I wouldn’t.”

“Thank God,” I breathed. I didn’t know if I even wanted to see my mother, much less if I wanted to tell her that I was pregnant, and she was expecting a grandchild.

“I think it would be a good idea to talk to her,” Gillian said softly.

I thought about it for a moment. Although I wasn’t entirely sure I wanted to see my mother, I knew it might not be such a bad idea to try and mend fences. “Will you be there with me?”

“Of course,” Gillian frowned, almost seeming offended that I’d asked.

“Then... I guess we can set something up,” I said hesitantly. If I was going to have this baby, I needed all the people in my life that loved and supported me. Not just Gillian. I couldn’t put everything on her, as wonderful as she was.

I took a deep breath, looking out the window as we drove back to her place.

I hoped the upcoming meeting with Mom would go better than I was expecting it too.

I assumed my mother would dote on Gillian when shearrived and basically ignore me like always, but that wasn’t what happened at all.

She rushed over to me, arms open wide, and I let her hug me tightly.

“God, it’s been so long, Lex,” she whispered, and when she pulled away, there were tears in her eyes.

“Yes, it has,” I hedged, not sure how to react to all this attention. On one hand, I wanted to believe it was genuine, but on the other, I was wary.

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