Part 12 (2/2)

A fraction of relief seeped in. I was jumping to conclusions and needed to slow my thoughts. Not only with Cherry but with everything. There was no need to freak.

My pep talk wasnt helping. Nerves ricocheted like bullets under my skin. I didnt understand anything that was happening, I had never felt so out of control. And my stomach hurt. I pulled my hand from it, when had I rested it there?

Gage was glancing at me, questions growing behind his gaze.

”You got an umbrella? Its raining hard out there.” Ian jogged to catch up with us in the storage room, on our way out back.

”Nope.” Gage tossed his keys to Ian. ”Pull up out front of the condo, Ill meet you there.” He dropped his arm from my shoulder and turned to me, hand out for my keys. ”Stay here, Ill pull your car up.”

”Its fine. Im already soaked from coming in.” I pushed my wet hair back from my face. ”And you dont have to leave. I can drive on my own.”

He paused for a half second, staring at me. ”Im driving you. No arguing. Let me do this.”

I nodded, and he followed Ian out the door to get the car.

”Are you sure youre feeling okay?” He kept glancing at me as we merged with city traffic.

I stayed with my head rested on the window, his words barely penetrating as I tried to work out when I last had my shot. It hadnt felt like that long ago, but I knew it was a couple weeks before Vegas. How many weeks, I couldnt be sure. Even if it was at the beginning of summer though, Id only be a month late. It shouldnt be possible to be pregnant already. But I needed to make an appointment now.

”Maybe youve been doing too much. You have your fight next Friday, right? You need to stay home and relax, get better.” His tone was gentle, and care in his touch as he gripped my thigh. Gone were the harsh words and cold look from earlier, vanished as if they were never there. But I remembered.

Sitting up, I pushed down my thoughts of a baby. It wasnt likely. I needed to focus on what was really happening. ”How convenient for you.”

”What?” He whipped his head towards me, and he sighed as he met my hard stare. ”Not this again. What are you so angry about?”

”I know what I saw Gage. She was getting too close, and you let her.”

”I pushed her away.”

”Because you saw me.” I cut in just as quickly as he did.

”Because I love you. So stop arguing. Stop making this harder than it needs to be.”

Those words hurt, all of them, even the ones that shouldnt. And my tears were back, stinging behind my lids. ”She probably keeps it easy, if thats what you want.”

”No. Stop twisting everything I say. Why dont you trust me? After everything weve been through, and I mean everything, you should trust me. You should know youre the only one for me.” Tension strained his words and flexed his jaw.

I nodded, throat thickening. ”Except, even after all that, you were ready to end it the other week.

”And there it is,” he whispered, looking away to make a left turn, ”the truth. Im sorry for that. I mean it. I was wrong, but I was scared for you. I still am.” He gave me a side look, sadness pulling on his eyes and lips, but it flickered with a smile. ”Youve always scared me though. Thats all this is. Thats why I want you home now. I want you better. I want you healthy. There are no other motives. When youre better, you can come back to the club.”

His words surrounded me, pressing on the ache in my chest, but not moving it. I tried to hold tight to them, let them rea.s.sure. I wanted to believe.

He slid his hand up my leg, capturing my hand in his. ”You are the most important thing to me. I told you to leave, but I wouldnt have ever let you go. Not really.”

My emotions were burning out of control. I took a deep breath to extinguish them. I had to believe. If I wanted to move on, I had to believe. I had to let it go.

”All right,” I kept his hand in mine, running my thumb over the top.

We rode the rest of the way in silence, my thoughts consuming me. My stomach was no longer swirling, but it was heavy with paranoia I couldnt talk myself out of. I needed to call the doctors.

He pulled into our spot in the parking garage but paused before getting out. He turned to look directly at me.

”I love you.” He stared into my eyes, reaching in me, touching deeper than his words.

”I love you, too. Im sorry for making things hard. I dont-”

”No. Its okay.” He leaned towards me, inches from my face. His hand slid to my cheek. ”Ive-I have to do better. I dont want you doubting me.” He frowned, sliding my hair behind my ear. ”You still look pale. Come on, you should be in bed.”

I moved to get out, and he hustled to my side of the car to meet me. He slipped his arm around my waist as we walked to the elevator.

The moment we stepped into our place, I plugged in my phone. Once the battery icon lit the screen, I turned to Gage. ”Have you heard anything about your meeting with Viktor?”

”Not yet. Should be soon.” He didnt pause from digging in our medicine cabinet in the kitchen. ”How are you feeling? Anything other than your stomach bothering you?”

I walked back to our room, peeling off my damp clothes as I considered. ”Im just tired now. I think Ill feel better after a nap. It hit quick, hopefully itll pa.s.s quick too.”

He appeared in the room as I slid my head through an oversized s.h.i.+rt, a pink bottle in his hands. ”Heres some Pepto for you. Ive got to get back, youll be okay?”

I swallowed my words. I was supposed to let go of my jealousy, and really, I wanted him gone so I could work out my own concerns, make sense of them.

”Ill be all right. Call when you know anything and,” stepping close to him, I set the Pepto on the dresser and slid my arms around his shoulders, ”be safe. Be careful.”

”Dont worry about me,” he soothed and slid his arms low around my waist. ”I know what Im doing, and this is only a meeting to talk. Ill be back as soon as I can and Ill call.” He kissed me briefly but thoroughly. ”Keep that phone charged and get in bed,” he ordered as he walked out.

I followed him to the front door, locking it behind him. Then I checked my phone. My calendar was blank, no history or notifications for my appointments. It hit me like a wrecking ball; we upgraded our phones in July. I thought that information would have transferred, but that meant it was before then. I was late on my birth control shot.

I called the doctors and made an appointment. They couldnt see me till Friday, but here was no way I could wait till then. Sliding on yoga pants and shoes with no socks, I grabbed my wallet and walked to the drug store one block over. I had to know. I needed to know I wasnt pregnant. I couldnt be.

My phone rang as I turned the corner from our building. Gage was calling.

”h.e.l.lo,” I answered, breathless from nerves, not activity.

”Where are you going?” He spoke loud and clear.

”How do you know I left?” His question gave me pause, momentarily making me forget my mission.

”Parker told me. Are you okay? Where are you going?”

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