Page 38 of The Boyfriend Material Novellas

I square my shoulders as the music switches to “Frosty the Snowman.” The memory of how we shared this song makes me laugh.

Then it makes me tingle.

Oh.

That’s not a memory. That’s a finger brushing down my spine. A hand lifting the hair from my neck. Lips pressing gently to my skin.

And a voice in my ear. “Just to let you know, I’m madly in love with you, Quinn.”

I spin around and meet the eyes of the man I’ve fallen for. All my plans for the night fly out the window.

“I’m pregnant.”

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VAUGHN

That wasn’t on my radar at all.

Not anywhere on the list of possibilities I entertained when I walked in early for the party, expecting she’d be here but never expecting her to tell methat.

I figured if I was lucky, she’d say she was in love with me too.

If I was really lucky, she’d want to stay together.

And if I was really fucking lucky, she’d tell me she’d move to Florida with me.

But that’s not what she’s saying.

She’s having a baby.Our baby.

“You are?” I ask, my head swimming with news I didn’t see coming in a million Christmases.

“Yes. And I’m sure that’s a shock, since I was on protection, and I don’t know why it didn’t work. I took the pill religiously every morning at six a.m. I even have an alarm set. I’ve never ever missed a day, and that’s why I took five tests. I wanted to take one more, but Amy felt five was enough,” she blurts out.

“Amy knows?” I ask, processing this bombshell.

She nods speedily. “I couldn’t take them alone, and I didn’t want to freak you out. I needed someone, so she came over with another pack. I’d already bought two. She knew I’d want more.”

A smile tugs at my lips. I’d have predicted five too. “Of course you’d want to be sure. That’s who you are.”

“You know me so well,” she says, and it’s an offhand comment, but entirely true. She breathes out hard, continuing, “And all five had two pink lines.”

“Wow,” I say, taking it all in.

Takingherin. The vulnerability in her eyes. The worry in her face. The honesty in her words.

But most of all, I see what I’ve always seen.

My future.

There are no questions, no buts. The “nothing”option is off the table, and now it’s time to have it all.

I set a hand on her belly, drawing a deep breath. “So we’re having a baby?”

Her eyes widen to moon pies. “What?”

A smile takes over my face. “Well, I’m presuming that’s your plan, Miss Woman with a Plan?We’regoing to have the baby, right?”

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