Page 130 of His Sunshine Baby

“Not yet,” she says with a smile, “but I know someone on the inside.”

“So do we,” sighs Danny. “I mean, if we can persuade Bobo.”

“Nora’s birthday is coming up the day after tomorrow,” says Sylviana. “They will most likely take her out at that time.”

“Okay, so we know when to strike! You can mind-harass my boyfriend to know where, Elena.”

I nod. Seems like we are getting somewhere, after all.

I look down at my uncle still lying there.

“What do we do about him?” I sigh. “I don’t want to continue where we left off, to be honest.”

“It’s fine, I’ll just have him forget what happened and go home. He’ll be confused for a while but at least he will leave you alone.”

“Great. Daniel Lewis, if you have other witch friends I need to know about, you better tell me now.”

He chuckles.

“Sorry, babe.”

We wait for another half-hour for my uncle to wake up. As Sylviana said, he was very confused, almost like he was drunk, and left without complaints or any memory of why he had come here.

Good grief, I can use one less thing to worry about. Sylviana leaves right after him, though I apparently can ask her for helpanytime if I need to. Looks like I got a midwife out of the blue. It’s late when I’m finally alone with Danny.

I’m exhausted. I just want to sleep and forget about how complicated my life has become for a while. Danny comes to sit beside me, putting my legs on his. He smiles at me.

“What?”

“You’re having a baby.”

I nod, still kind of in a weird state from hearing that.

“I still want to confirm, Danny.”

“I know. But I believe Sylviana. She’s weird but she’s great.”

“So, I can say she’s weird now?”

“You know what I mean. She’s the witchy kind of weird. It’s cool.”

We both laugh a bit, more to release all the nervousness than from anything funny. It’s been a freaking weird day today.

“So many things happened today,” I sigh, “and now it turns out I’m pregnant with that jerk’s baby.”

“You have to tell him, Elena. I know you still love him, too.”

I glare at him. Why does Danny have to be so good at reading my emotions?

Yes, I won’t ever say it, but I do love Nate, despite him being a two-timing jackass. I still have such vivid memories of that woman on his doorstep. Fuck him. I sigh and think about my child, our child. Damn, someone is going to get a rough wake-up call.

“I want to wait until I get medical confirmation, Danny.”

“Okay. I’ll talk to Mom tomorrow, okay? I’m sure she can help us check your condition in secret or something like that.”

“She’s going to ask who the father is. Iris, too.”

Daniel nods and seems to think about it for a few seconds.

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