Page 359 of The Tempted

You know what she could do with those bananas?

“What are you looking at? I’m having a crisis,” I sneered.

Adrianna moved behind me and took the wagon from me, pushing it out of the produce aisle before I told banana lady to split.

Ha!

Banana split.

I burst out laughing.

“Oh, my God,” Adrianna whispered, pausing mid-stride.

“What?” I asked, my laughter dying as I bumped into her.

“When did this happen between the two of you?”

“Like a month ago,” I said, as I glanced at the fish counter. The smell got to me, making me nauseous, so I pinched my nose and guided Adrianna down a different aisle.

“Wait here, I have to go pick up my pre-natal vitamins,” she said.

I shrugged my shoulders and took a seat on an Olive Oil display, waiting for it to cave on top of me because why not? I dropped my head into my hands and waited for my stomach to settle.

By the time Adrianna returned the nausea had passed, and I rose to my feet. She dropped a few more things into the wagon and stared at me.

“I’m fine,” I said. “I don’t think I ate today,” I added, pushing the wagon into a clerk because I wasn’t paying attention.

“Watch it!” the guy hissed, rubbing his side.

Actor, I didn’t even hit him that hard.

“Well if you weren’t taking up the whole aisle I wouldn’t have hit you!” I hissed.

“I’m stocking the shelves!” He argued.

“Hormonal and crazy,” Adrianna whispered beside me.

“Aww, A, it’s okay you’re supposed to be, you’re pregnant,” I said, wrapping my arm around her shoulders, diverting my eyes back to the clerk standing with his hands on his hips.

Road blocker.

“Move,” I ordered.

“Yeah, and what’s your excuse?” Adrianna asked beside me.

I turned to her in surprise and then let my eyes follow her finger as she pointed to the wagon. I leaned over and looked at the pregnancy test next to the tomatoes.

Oh, my God.

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