Page 504 of Hell Hath No Fury
“Chocolate, please,” Bryn said, and Lily left us alone.
“I’m not pregnant,” Bryn said.
“Okay,” I said.
“I can’t be.”
“Okay,” I repeated.
“Go look at the stick,” she ordered.
“It’s been, like, ten seconds,” I said.
“Just look at it, Harm.”
I made my way to the counter and leaned down. “What am I looking for?”
“Is there one line or two?”
“There’s one pink line.”
“Oh, thank god,” she breathed out.
“Then there’s another kind of faint pink line next to it.”
“Shut the fuck up,” she hissed, pushing off the bed.
“Baby, get back on the bed,” I ordered.
“I need to see it.”
“I will get it for you,” I said, wrapping an arm around her waist and lifting her back onto the mattress. “But you’re gonna sit your ass back on that bed.”
“Okay, we’re out of chocolate, hopefully swirl’s okay,” Lily said as she walked in, handing Bryn the pudding. She stepped over to the counter, then turned to us. “Preggos, baby.”
Bryn dropped the pudding and covered her face with her hands. “No.”
“I’ll give you guys a minute.”
Lily left again and I sat beside Bryn, waiting for her to work things out in her head.
“I can’t have this baby,” she whispered.
“Whatever you decide to do, honey, I’m with you,” I said. “I’m your partner either way.”
She searched my face. “Are you saying that if I choosenotto have it, you’ll support me in that decision?”
“One-hundred percent.”
“Will you resent me for it?”
“Not even for a second,” I said, truthfully.
“But if I choose to have the baby, then what?”
“Then I’ll be there every second you want me there,” I promised. “I’ll support you in that decision one-hundred percent, too.”
“Really?”
