Page 361 of The Tempted

Chapter Fourteen

“How long has it been?” I asked my sister-in-law as I sat on the toilet bowl while she stared at the watch on her wrist.

“We can check now,” she said, lifting her eyes to mine. “Do you want to look or do you want me to?”

I guess I should put my big girl panties on.

I held out my hand, ignoring the fact that it trembled and waited for her to place the pregnancy test in my palm.

I can’t believe this is what I’m doing right now. Talk about a detour. How’s that for a fucking detour?

I grabbed the stick hastily, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath.

Please don’t let it be…

I didn’t even want to say the word because it felt wrong to say.

I opened my eyes, felt Adrianna’s hand on my shoulder and opened my palm.

Two pink lines.

“It’s wrong,” I insisted, shoving the test back at Adrianna. “Give me another, two came in the pack, right? Fork it over,” I demanded, as she took the test from my hand and glanced down at it.

I couldn’t look at her, stepping around her I pulled the second test out of the bag and dropped my pants. Preparing to pee on another stick…in front of my sister-in-law, because I was fucking pregnant and two seconds away from crying.

“It’s very unlikely to get a false positive, Lauren,” she whispered. This is because I don’t drink enough water. Tomorrow I was drinking a gallon of water and taking every goddamn test I could find.

Because I was pregnant.

Because I didn’t want to be.

Because I was not ready for a baby.

Because the father was a dope.

Because my life was upside down.

Because I listened to dopey dad and took the detour.

Fucking Riggs.

Fucking baby daddy.

Oh God.

I picked up my pants and sat on the toilet bowl holding the second test in my hand and reached for the first one.

The two pink lines were still there.

“This can’t be happening,” I whispered.

Adrianna sat on the edge of the bathtub, taking my hand in hers and squeezed it.

“It will be okay,” she reassured.

She was out of her fucking mind. It was NOT going to be okay. Nothing was okay about this. It was easy for her to say, she had her life figured out. She had everything she wanted, the man, the family, the life she dreamed about.

I had two fucking pink lines.

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