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Beckett looked between us before giving us a nod and walking back inside. Eliza stood in the doorway and cringed as she tugged Beckett in, a little forcefully if I thought about it.

Benjamin was so silent I was afraid everything was going to blow up in my face right then. “Come on. I’ll get you home.”

“I’m sorry for ruining the night,” I whispered.

He cursed again. “You didn’t. We’re finally having the conversations that we didn’t have before, and things just kept getting fucked up because we’re not talking to one another.”

“I know. I think it’s just hitting me right now that we’re having a baby and everything that we said last night, and I need a minute to think. I really shouldn’t have come out tonight.”

He sighed as we got in the truck. “I shouldn’t have come out either, but I didn’t want you to be alone.”

There it was. Both of us not wanting each other to be alone.

I was in love with him.

I wasn’t sure how to tell him. Because if I said it wrong, then would he think it was the truth? Or just me trying to make things easier?

“I hate that we even brought Beckett up last night.” Benjamin gripped the steering wheel, his jaw tight.

“Why would you think that?”

He looked over at me before pulling his gaze back to the road. The roads weren’t easy, and the rain was coming down hard. My pulse raced, and I was terrified we were going to say something we would regret.

“What is Beckett going to say?” I asked, knowing it was probably the wrong thing, but Benjamin had brought him up, and now we’d have to deal with it.

He growled. “Seriously? That’s what you’re going to ask? What the hell does Beckett have to do with this?”

“He has everything to do with things. You can’t just pretend that’s not a problem.”

“Well, maybe if he wasn’t at the center of everything, we could have a fucking conversation,” he snapped.

I looked at him then, but lights hit the windshield. He narrowed his eyes, trying to see what was going on. We were in our lane, but lights were coming at us fast. I screamed, and then the glass shattered, and metal screeched. I reached for Benjamin.

I caught only air.

Then there was nothing.

Chapter 19

Brenna

Iwoke up to the sound of my screams, only they were of an echo, not truly what I was doing at that exact moment.

“You’re safe, you’re safe,” a deep voice said next to me. I knew that voice. I loved that voice, but it wasn’t the voice I needed to hear.

“Beckett?” I muttered.

“I’m here, Brenna.”

“Go get the nurse, Archer.”

“I’m on it,” Archer whispered as there was a scuffle of shoes against tile. I tried to think, tried to do anything, but I couldn’t.

I opened my eyes, then closed them again, the light hitting me too brightly.

“The baby?” I asked, the first thought to my mind.

“We’re not family, so they’re not telling us anything. I’m only allowed in here because I’m your emergency contact.”

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