Jeremy nodded as if he didn't believe me. "Well, I'm going to take my heartbroken friend home. Cassandra and I will see you on Monday for your ultrasound." Jeremy walked to the door and looked back over his shoulder. "Are you going to find out if it's a boy or girl?"
I shrugged, but the pain of wanting to ask Darius, if he wanted to know, bloomed in my chest. "Are you going to tell him?" I choked.
Jeremy gave me a sympathetic look. "You wanted to tell him last night, didn't you?"
I nodded.
Jeremy took a deep breath. "He'll find out one day, Mora, and he won't be happy you kept it from him."
"I will deal with that, if and when it happens."
Jeremy nodded and opened the door. "Yes, we want to know. We want to get rid of the boy baby stuff if it's a girl. I'll see you Monday." Jeremy left, shutting the door.
Ewan stepped out of the bathroom. "I'd want to know," he told me, folding his arms across his toned bare chest. "If it was my kid, I'd want to know if it was a boy or girl."
I smiled, "Get dressed. You're too good looking to stand there still wet and smoldering like that."
Ewan raised a brow. "You know we are going to be working together to record this new album. I hear pregnant women have a voracious appetite."
I laughed, "I don't think Jeremy approves of the idea of you and I getting naked together."
Ewan's smile disappeared. "Jeremy is close friends with your ex. He's not going to approve of any man coming into your life who could possibly become a permanent fixture."
I sighed, picking up Ewan's shirt and tossing it at him. "Right now, let's be friends. If you still want to pursue something with me when I'm a single mother, we can talk then."
Ewan pulled his shirt on. "So, six months?"
"Minimum."
Ewan nodded. "Let's go get some breakfast and catch a plane."
I put my hand over my stomach at the thought of food. I felt both starving and nauseous at the same time. "Okay, but let's find a seat close to the toilets today."
Ewan smirked, "I'm still laughing at the look on that guy’s face in Denmark, when you regurgitated your breakfast into his lap."
I covered my face, ashamed.
Ewan grinned, pulling on a jacket and opening the door. "Although it was even better when you then proceeded to try and clean his pants for him, while he was still in them."