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“I just want to go to bed. Maybe I’m trapped in a horrible nightmare, and everything will be okay when I wake up in the morning.”
“You’ll still be trapped in that nightmare for the next eighteen-plus years,” Olivia said.
“OLIVIA!” Penelope scowled.
“Sorry. Sorry. Come on.” She grabbed my arm and pulled me up from the couch. “Slumber party in your bed tonight.”
The Next Day
Charlie
It was eight o’clock when I stepped off the elevator and into the foyer. Setting my briefcase down, I changed out of my suit and poured a glass of scotch. After the day I had, I needed it. I was about to head to the kitchen for something to eat when my penthouse phone rang.
“What’s up, George?” I asked the doorman.
“There’s a Marley Monroe here to see you, sir.”
I furrowed my brows momentarily. Why would she be here?
“Send her up.”
I stood in front of the elevator, waiting for it to come up. When the doors opened, she flew out and into the living room without so much as a hi.
“Marley, what are you doing here?”
“I have one question for you, and you better tell me the truth.”
“Okay. What’s your question?”
“Did you use a condom on the night we had sex after your housewarming party?”
My heart started racing with fear, and I suddenly broke into a pool of sweat.
“Why are you asking me that?”
“Don’t answer a question with a question, Charlie. You said we had sex three times that night. Did you use a condom all three times?”
Fuck. Why was she asking me this?
I inhaled a deep breath as I finished my scotch, walked over to the bar, and poured another.
“You want the truth?” I asked her.
“Yes, I want the truth!”
“I know we used one. As for the other two times, I’m not sure.”
“You’re not sure!” she shouted.
“What is going on here, Marley?” I asked nervously as I sweated bullets.
“I’m pregnant, Charlie, and you’re the father.”
“How is that possible? Aren’t you on birth control?” My voice raised.
“I put my shot appointment in the wrong month on my calendar. I missed it last month.”
“A shot? You’re not on the pill? Something you could take every single day instead of having to remember to get a shot every three months or however the fuck it works?” I shouted.
