Page 42 of Unexpected Pass

“I wasn’t sure what toppings you liked, so I got a few options.” He winked as he peeled open the first box, releasing the cheesy smell in the room.

“For two people? Seems a bit much, and how did you know I wasn’t going to call the police on you for breaking into my house?” I teased, shaking my head.

“I had a hunch.”

I rolled my eyes playfully. “You’re lucky I’m hungry.”

I reached for a couple of plates from the cupboard.

“I know you are. You’re eating for two.” He chuckled, taking a seat on one of my tall kitchen stools.

“Nope. I rebuke that. That’s how women be gaining hundreds of pounds while with child. I will not. I’m big enough as is.” I set the plates down on the counter. The unusual silence and feeling of eyes burning through my soul had me looking up to stare at Kellon.

“What?”

“Don’t you even think about depriving little Phileigh Cheese so you can watch your figure. Give her what she wants, and I’ll work those extra pounds off you later, da fuck?”

I stared at him with a smirk on my face.

“I’m not laughing, Phileigh.” He pointed.

“Okay, Mr. Serious… I was just joking.” I rolled my eyes. “It’s strict over here.”

“You damn right.” Kellon laughed as he reached for a slice of pepperoni pizza and plopped it on my plate. “What else you want?”

I laughed. Having someone show that kind of concern for my baby was cute.

“I can do it myself.” I rolled my neck and grabbed a slice covered with what I could only describe as the weirdest combination of toppings I’d ever seen. It had pineapple, jalapeños, and pepperoni, and my mouth was watering for it.

“Thought Baby Phileigh might like that one.” Kellon eyed me as I plopped two slices on the plate.

“I don’t usually eat weird shit like this, but it’s calling me,” I said as I took a big bite. “Oh no…” I murmured, gripping the counter tightly. “I think I’m going to?—”

“Wait! You good?”

He moved toward me, but before I could reply, I bolted from the room and made a beeline for the bathroom. I had to throw up. Thankfully, I made it to the toilet just in time, leaning over as I let my lunch out into the bowl. Kellon rushed in behind me.

“Here, let me help you.” He wasted no time pulling my hair back to keep it from falling into the toilet. “I’ve got you.”

“Thanks.” I managed to speak between heaves, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over me. I was grateful to have him here, even in such an embarrassing moment. After making sure my hair was secured in a bun, he started moving around the bathroom.

“Here.”

He handed me a wash towel. His eyes held a mixture of worry and care.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” he suggested, helping me stand.

“I don’t know what just happened,” I said weakly, glancing at him as I brushed my teeth in a daze. I thought my morning sickness phase was over. I hadn’t thrown up since New York.

“Honestly?”

I looked up to see him staring at me like I was crazy.

“I don’t know much about pregnancy, but I do know it sometimes involves throwing up,” he replied.

I didn’t know if he was trying to lighten the mood or be a smart ass.

“Fuck you.” I flipped him off before rinsing my mouth out. I’d barely finished spitting before he scooped me up into his arms.

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