Page 47 of Accidental Baby For My Brother’s Best Friend

“Everyone knows but him, Gemma, you can’t just let him find out on his own.”

“Fuck, You’re right, but…how do I tell him when I haven’t even talked to Locke?”

Samuel shrugs. “I can’t tell you how to do it, Gem, but he’s got to know, and sooner rather than later.”

I scoot back on the bed and keep watching some Real Housewives show, not wanting to think about admitting to my brother that I’ve been not only sleeping with his best friend, but am now pregnant.

“Tomorrow,” I state, yawning widely, and Samuel sighs and agrees, sitting down on the couch and throwing me a blanket.

As soon as I wrap it around me, I start to doze off.

* * *

I’m woken up by my phone ringing and I stare at my phone for a long moment before answering my brother’s call.

Samuel’s passed out on the couch, snoring softly.

“Hey,” I greet as cheerily as I can muster.

“Where are you? I’ve been knocking on your hotel room door for twenty minutes-”

I sigh heavily. “I’m in Samuel’s room.”

“No one is downstairs for breakfast and I’ve been waiting for an hour and…wait. You’re in…you’re where, now?”

I roll my eyes at Jackson’s tone and think of reminding him that our father is dead and he doesn’t have to fill his shoes, but I decide not to be cruel.

For once, it wasn’t Jackson who ruined my social life (and possibly my life in general), but his best friend.

“Samuel’s room,” I repeat. “I’ll be down for breakfast in ten minutes.” I pause. “We need to talk.”

“About what? About Samuel?” Jackson sounds a little panicked and it almost makes me laugh.

I know he’s been worried about Axel, so I guess it’s a wild card that I ended up in Samuel’s hotel room. Jackson must also know there isn’t much chemistry between Samuel and I, though, because otherwise he’d be yelling and banging down the door.

“No. I’ll be down soon.”

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