Page 66 of Misery In Me

Ale’s pregnant.

I got her pregnant.

I thought that if it were to happen this soon, my conscience would finally knock some sense into me and tell me I’m a fucking idiot.

But nope.

Fucking nope.

Inside, I’m fucking mentally high-fiving myself. Giving praise to my swimmers for a job well done.

My alarm goes off at four and I quietly slide out from behind her, figuring I can let her rest this morning and actually get to PT on time. She doesn’t even stir while I get changed, snoring softly. I really must have worn her out last night.

Finding out you’re having a baby sexis pretty awesome.

Ten out of ten would do it again in the future.

I grab my phone and watch off the charger and round the bed to her side, leaning over to push the hair from her face and gently press a kiss on her cheek. “I’ll be home in a little to shower. Sleep,Hermosa.”

All I get in response is a “Mmm,” so I kiss her forehead and leave the bedroom.

“Morales!”I run after him as he walks to his SUV after PT. Victor turns around and gives me a nod.

“Gage, what’s up,Carnal?” He pats me on the shoulder and hits the unlock on his key fob.

“She’s pregnant.”

Victor turns around and breaks into laughter. “Bro, you don’t waste any time, do you? You went from never even thinking about a relationship to being married with soon-to-be two babies.”

“I don’t half-ass anything.”

“No shit. You guys happy?” He narrows his eyes.

I roll my eyes. “Stupid fucking question.”

“Yeah, yeah. Hey, maybe Rebecca and I can throw you guys a baby shower. Actually, now that I think of it, let’s go out to celebrate.” Victor pulls out his phone and sends off a text. “I’ll talk to her when I get home and you talk to your old lady.”

“Alright, sounds good. See you in like an hour.”

Once in my truck, I check my phone.

Ale

I felt very empty this morning. How very unlike you husband.

Ale

I love you.

I shoot off a text and then start the truck up.

Gage

You deserved a little R&R because you took my cock so well last night. I’m on my way home.

Dropping my keys on the table and kicking off my shoes, I run up the stairs and find our door already open. Ale isn’t in bed, and I see the bathroom light on under the door and hear Zoe on the other side of the door.

“Ale?” I move closer to the door and reach out to turn the knob. Then I hear the retching.

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