Page 111 of Cinder
Lars
Sixteen yearsago
“I’m pregnant.”
The words catch me off guard.
When Alice texted me and said she had something to tell me, I wasn’t expecting her to drop a baby bomb.
The word echoes throughout my head.
Pregnant.
I look at my girlfriend of six months. She’s looking up at me with eyes full of expectation and love as she waits for me to saysomething.
“Are you sure?” I ask.
“I did three tests, and I’m late.” Happiness and hope shimmer on every word. “I’m pregnant, Lars. We’re going to have a baby.”
“But we were being safe. We took precautions.”
“Well, something didn’t work.” Alice’s smile fades. “You’re not happy about it.”
I reach for her. “No, it’s not that…”
“Then why are you acting this way?” she asks, her eyes watering.
I pull her closer. “You caught me by surprise, is all.”
I struggle to swallow. Seventeen and I’m about to become a father.
I’m still a kid myself.
But fuck, a baby.
My baby.
There’s something pretty amazing about it.
I mean, my old man is going to kill me, but it will be worth it.
After all, having been raised in the Knights of St. Boniface motorcycle club, I know family is everything.
I always knew I wanted kids.
Just didn’t plan on them right now.
But damn, this feels like it’s a good thing.
A smile slowly spreads across my face. “We’re really going to have a baby?”
Tears shimmer in her eyes as she nods. “Yes, we are.”
Well, hot damn.
I lift up my girlfriend and twirl her around, loving the sound of her laughter.
I’m not in love with Alice. But I’ll get there. Especially now we’re going to be a family.
