Page 56 of Valentine's Daddy To Go
“Amy’s pregnant.”
“Seriously?”
“Yep. Found a couple of days ago. So, I’m going to be celebrating a few things with my girl tonight,” he winks.
“That’s great. That’s awesome, man.” I’m a little shocked to hear the news because Colt and I have been doing the bachelor life together for years, but maybe I shouldn’t be. We’ve both been out of commission ever since meeting Amy and Nellie, and the change has been sweet.
I guess it’s not so farfetched that he’s setting down.
“You and Amy should come over for dinner again,” I invite.
“Why don’t you and Nellie come to my place? I feel like such an ass because she’s always hosting us.”
“Yeah, we’ll come over. I’ll let you know when we’re free. See you tomorrow, and congrats again.”
Colt and I say our goodbyes, and I head over to my office. I know it’s not a big deal that Amy is pregnant, but it’s gotten me thinking about me and Nellie.
I’m sure Nellie knows by now. She and Amy are so close, her best friend would have told her by now. How is Nellie going to feel about all of this?
After all, we haven’t had any conversations about the seriousness of our relationship, and in a month, I’m supposed to give Nellie a check for eighty thousand dollars. After that, there’s nothing requiring her to stay with me.
Plus, all of that baby talk with Colt made me think about Nellie being pregnant. I’ve never wanted kids before. Neither did Colt. But look at him now!
And, if I’m totally honest with myself, the idea of Nellie carryingmychild has me excited. While I’m only realizing this now, I think subconsciously, I already knew this. We’ve been making love constantly for two months now, and there were a few times in there when we didn’t use protection. I’m never careless, but with her, I’ve been willy-nilly with it.
It’s almost like Iwantsomething to happen.
That must mean I’ve known the whole time how I felt about Nellie, even if I didn’t want to admit it to myself.
“Jesus Christ, Keller.” I pinch the bridge of my nose, as if in pain. I hope the fact that it took me so long to figure this out doesn’t mean I lost my chance. After all, there must be a billion thoughts going through my girl’s head right now. There certainly are in mine.
I gather my shit and head to my bike. It’s time to get home and talk to Nellie.
18
Nash
Iget home, expecting to hear Nellie call out to me, but there’s only radio silence. The entryway sounds strangely empty, and my shoes echo on the marble floor.
That’s weird. She’s usually right here to greet me when I get home. And if she’s not, then she’s right around the corner.
“Brenda!” I call out as I hang up my jacket. My housekeeper comes around the corner and greets me.
“Hi, Mr. Keller. Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, everything’s fine. Is Nellie home?”
Brenda shakes her head.
“She left earlier for a visit with Amy. I haven’t seen her since. I did step out for about an hour, but when I came back, she wasn’t here, so I assumed she and Amy were still hanging out.”
“Hmm, you’re probably right. Thank you.” Brenda leaves me in the foyer. I take out my phone to check and see if Nellie sent me any texts. I don’t see anything. The last update was her telling me she was getting Italian with Amy, which was a few hours ago. Typically, there would have been something in between then and now, but Nellie wouldn’t do anything crazy. I’m sure there’s no reason for concern. It’s just odd, I guess.
I take a deep breath and try to think of it as more time to formulate what I’m going to say to Nellie when she gets home.
“You can do this,” I mumble to myself. “You’re an adult.”
But where is Nellie?
