Page 53 of A Damaged Soul
"I don't care. I can change them later, or they will dry eventually." It didn't much matter to me at the moment. All I cared about was having a conversation about what just happened between us.
Settling in next to her, I began to run my finger along her bare stomach.
"I didn't use a condom," I unceremoniously blurted out.
Elle didn't tense like I expected her to. "I know; I was there, remember?"
I rolled my eyes heavenward. "I know you were there. I just wanted you to know I've never done that before with anyone, and I'm safe. They ran all the tests in the hospital."
"I know that too, and besides, I'm on birth control, and I've never had sex without a condom either."
Why did hearing her say that she was on birth control make me sad? Children was something I never thought about having.
"You know if you weren't on birth control and happened to get pregnant, I wouldn't be upset about it."
Elle looked as surprised as I felt when the words left my mouth.
"You wouldn't be?"
"No, you're my future, and if the future involves kids, then so be it."
"But would you be happy about it?"
A loaded question for sure.
"I'm happy as long as you're happy."
I could tell that wasn't the response she wanted to hear, but it was the best I could offer at the moment because it was the truth. I wanted her happy, and as long as something was half her, I knew it would be good.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Elle
Four Weeks Later
I was late. So late. Like two-weeks-and-still-no-period late.
And I was freaking out.
Want to know what didn't help?
Two pink lines on a pregnancy test that confirmed I was indeed pregnant like I thought I might be.
What was I going to do? Sure Rhett and I had had the discussion after we’d had unprotected sex, but that didn't mean he wanted kids immediately.
I was in the middle of hyperventilating in my bathroom when the door suddenly flung open.
"Hey, beautiful, have you seen..." I tried to snatch the stick off the counter as I turned to face Rhett but, instead, managed to throw the damn pee stick at him. With lightning-fast reflexes, Rhett managed to catch it midair.
"Don't touch that." I slapped the stick away. "I peed on it."
Rhett stood there dumbfounded just staring at the stick on the floor until I couldn't take it anymore.
"Say something, please."
"Do those two lines mean what I think they mean?"
"They do..."
