Page 28 of Agony of Our Regret

I grimaced. “I know. We’re all adults who can support and provide for this baby. In my head, I know that, but I still feel weird about telling him.”

Luca chuckled. “Is he going to demand we put a ring on your finger?”

I nearly dropped the last bite of my toast, which would have been a travesty. “You think we should get married?”

He and Gavin shared a look. “Eventually, we will, but I was kidding, though. You know, the whole shotgun wedding thing?”

My heart rate slowed. The idea of marriage shouldn’t completely shock me. We were having a baby together. I loved them and wanted to be with them forever. Marriage usually went along with that. I just thought it would happen in the future. Years from now.

“I don’t think he’ll push for that.” I cracked a smile. “If he does, I’ll remind him I’m the product of an affair. He doesn’t have much of a leg to stand on.”

Granted, he loved my birth mother and was only staying with his wife to have a relationship with her son, but it was still not an ideal situation.

Gavin laughed, covering his mouth. “Fair point.”

Work went by too quickly.

Throughout my meetings and calls, the weight of talking to my dad never left. Despite what I told the guys, I was still nervous.

Dad wouldn’t disown me or even be disappointed in me. He wasn’t that type. He was supportive, in his own way. We’d come so far in the last few years, and his wife was incredible. Audrey didn’t bat an eye when she found out I had multiple boyfriends, just told me they better treat me right or they’d have to answer to her and my dad.

They’d both be excited.

“Ready?” Gavin handed me my phone.

When we got home, we changed into comfy clothes. Luca ordered pizza, and it was time.

“Yeah.”

They sat on either side of me while I debated if I should do a video call or just voice. Luca reached out and tapped the screen, choosing for me.

A moment later, Dad’s face appeared. “Hi, sweetie. Oh, all three of you. Hey Luca. Gavin. How are you guys?”

“Good.” My voice cracked, but he was distracted, looking beyond his phone.

“Audrey, it’s Avalon.”

“Coming!” Her footsteps sounded before she appeared, smiling and resting her chin on his shoulder. “Hi, guys.”

“Hi,” we all echoed.

Thankfully, Luca took the lead. “How’s New York?”

“Grey. Busy,” Dad chuckled. “As good as ever.”

“We just saw the new play everyone’s talking about.” Audrey rolled her eyes at my dad. “I loved it, but I don’t think you did.”

Dad scrunched his nose. “I never thought I’d say this, but I prefer musicals. Plays are boring.” He whispered the last word as if the actors and writers were in the room with them.

Gavin laughed. “Next time we visit, I’ll go to a play with you, Audrey, and they can all go to a musical.”

Audrey beamed. “Sounds good.”

Dad kissed her cheek, then focused back on us. “How are you guys doing? Nothing better to do on a Friday night than call us?”

“Says the man who answered,” I countered.

Audrey laughed. “She has us there, but this time it’s my fault. I’m beat after this week. I was in court, and I just needed a night in with takeout from our favorite Indian place.”

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