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“I thought it was weird that you were in University and still a virgin.”

“So you still believe I was?”

“Of course I do,” he told me as he sat back down on the bed. “I never had a reason to doubt that you were telling the truth. We only forgot the condom once.” He ran his hands through his hair. “Were you even on birth control?”

“I was a virgin.”

“You don’t have to have sex to be on birth control.”

“I hadn’t planned on having sex,” I responded.

“I can’t believe this,” he groaned. “I knew I shouldn’t have slept with you.”

“Are you talking about the first time, or the other night?”

There was a softness in his eyes as he watched me.

“Both,” he responded.

It was like he had done a complete one-eighty. I didn’t know when I started crying, but suddenly I realized my face was wet. He reached for me, but I flinched.

“I think you should leave,” I whispered, pulling further back.

“What exactly am I doing that’s so wrong?”

“You shouldn’t be in here.”

“Why not?”

“Our parents are probably downstairs.”

“So what?”

“They might suspect something.”

He tilted his head toward my stomach. “I think it’s a little too late to worry about that, sweetheart.”

I grabbed my pillow and chucked it at him. “Leave.”

He furrowed his brows and held the pillow with one hand. “What did I do?”

“Just go,” I pleaded.

“You shouldn’t be alone.”

“I’ve been alone for four months.”

He set the pillow back on the bed and left, shutting the door. I grabbed the pillow, laid down on the bed with it over my face and screamed.

CHAPTER 12

Liam

I stepped out into the hall.

A baby?

I did the walk across the hall into my bedroom in a fog. I shut the door behind me and flopped down on the bed. I laid there, just staring at the ceiling, as if it held all the answers to the questions of the universe. There were way too many to count, and even less time to figure out the answers. There were four years between the two of us and she was still underage.

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