Page 56 of Sweet Possession

Stepping back, I kick out my leg. My foot connects with the wood, splintering it, and the lock snaps as the door flies open. Remi shrieks. Her teary eyes are wide as she stands frozen by the dirty couch. I frown. I hate seeing her upset.

Snapping out of her shock, she grits out, “Why would you do that? Now I’ll have to pay for the damage.”

Ignoring the broken wood, I step inside and prowl towards her. “Nothing or no one will stop me from getting to you, angel. You should know that by now.”

“Did you ever stop to think that maybe I didn’t want to see you?” Her breath hitches with her words. Closing the distance between us, I grab her and pull her close, relaxing some when she doesn’t push me away.

“We both know that’s a lie. You always want to see me,” I murmur into her hair.

This time she does push me. Her glare is enough to make a weaker man wither, but not me. “You are such an arrogant asshole. I came here because Ididn’twant to see you.”

Ignoring her outburst, I say. “What you saw, it wasn’t anything, angel. Cali was just there, trying to get me back, because Brody set it up. He wanted you to see me with her because he thought it would break us.”

Remi swipes at her eyes and frowns. “I didn’t run because of that, Asher. Was it nice to see you with your ex like that? No. But I trust you. We’re a team, remember?”

My brows furrow in confusion. “Then why did you come here, if not because of Cali?”

My angel takes a deep breath. Tears stream from her eyes, and everything in me tightens in concern. What the hell could be that bad?

“Angel?” I coax soothingly.

Her eyes meet mine; she swallows harshly, and I know whatever she says next will change us forever.

“I’m pregnant.”

My heart rate picks up, and my lips curve into the biggest smile.

Two words.

Two words is all it takes to make me the happiest man on the planet.

ChapterThirty-Two

REMI

“I’m pregnant.” I nearly choke on the words as I say them. I feel like I’m drowning. How could this happen?

I know how. I stupidly forgot to take my birth control.

I raise my eyes, wanting to gauge Asher’s reaction. Waiting for the inevitable anger that is sure to come. He’s going to think I trapped him. That I did this on purpose. My lip’s part, a breath rushing out of me.

Asher is… smiling. It’s a triumphant, smug smile. My brows furrow in confusion. “Say something,” I blurt.

Grabbing me, he cradles me into his chest like I am the most precious thing in the world. “My angel is carrying my child,” he whispers.

Pulling back, I look at him. “You’re happy about this?” The confusion is evident in my voice.

He nods, dropping a kiss to my hair. “Happy is an understatement. I’m ecstatic, angel.”

Different emotions war inside me. On one hand, I’m delighted he feels this way, but on the other… do I want this? I’m eighteen. Still in school. “We have options, Asher. We don’t have to…” I swallow as bile travels up my throat at saying the next words. “To keep it.”

Anger flashes in his eyes and his jaw clenches. “Don’t ever say that again. I don’t even want that thought to ever cross your mind. That is our baby inside you. Part of you, part of me. I know you’re young and still in school, but we can make this work.”

Indignation courses through me. It’s alright for Asher to say all that. It will be me that has to give everything up. I can’t stay at school. I don’t know when people start showing, but I can’t have people asking questions when my belly starts to round. What would I even say? Oh yeah, I got knocked up by Mr. Grant, our math teacher? Yeah. No. Not happening.

Burying my face in the palms of my hands, I shake my head as the tears start to fall. Asher pulls them away not letting me hide. “Angel, come on. It’s not that bad, is it? Yeah, I know, it’s probably a little early, but it’s where we were heading, right?” When I don’t answer, he sighs, picks me up bridal style, and carries me across the room. Dropping down on what I assume is the couch, he rocks me against his solid chest. “There is no need to get upset, angel. I’m assuming you have only taken a store-bought test. It could be wrong. We need to schedule you a doctor’s appointment to be sure.”

He's right. When I left the school after seeing him with his ex, I walked to the nearest store. I was in a daze, annoyed at seeing him so close to his beautiful ex-girlfriend. I trust Asher and know him being with Cali was not what it seemed, and the only reason I rushed away was because, after the realization this morning that I had been forgetting to take my birth control and might have missed a period, I needed to know for sure if I was pregnant.

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