Page 117 of To Hate Adam Connor
His tone was sharper when he demanded to know what was going on.
I gave him the news as straight as I could. “I thought you’d want to know,” I began. “I took a pregnancy test.” Complete silence. I closed my eyes. “It was positive, but they are not always accurate, so I have an appointment with a doctor in a few minutes and I’ll let you know what I learn from those results.”
Still complete silence.
“Jameson? Are you there?”
I glanced at Olive and saw that she was biting her lip, anxiously waiting for Jameson to say something. Anything. She raised her eyebrows. I brought the phone closer to my lips. “James—”
“Yes. Yes. I’m here. I’m sorry. So you’re pregnant. With a baby. My baby to be specific. I wasn’t expecting that.”
I chose to believe he wasn’t trying to imply that the baby might not be his. “Yeah. Me neither.”
“You were on the pill.” There was no accusation in his tone.
“I was.”
“Wow. Lucy…wow.”
The corner of my mouth tipped up, and I touched my stomach. “Yeah.”
“What will you do? What did you decide to do? With the baby, I mean.”
Nice, I thought. Very nice. That pretty much wiped the smile off my face. A quick look at Olive and I saw she was seconds away from speaking up.
“Right,” I said quickly. “I’ll let you know after the results. I have to go now. Goodbye, Jameson.”
“The bastard,” Olive spat out as soon as I’d ended the call.
“Can’t say I don’t agree.”
“I didn’t think I could hate him any more. Give me the phone, I’m gonna call him back.”
I held my phone tighter in my hand and moved it away from Olive. “And do what exactly?” I shook my head and undid my seat belt. “Let’s just go up and…and…go pee in a cup or whatever.”
“I decided that when I’m writing your story, I’m going to kill Jameson. I’m going to make you marry Adam Connor and then kill Jameson off.”
I patted her arm. “That’s the spirit.”
Chapter Nineteen
Adam
Our trip to Paris changed nothing. Every year, we took Aiden with us, despite Adeline’s objections, and every year I asked the same questions, scared out of my mind that the answers would change. Other than the fact that Adeline hadn’t joined us on our trip, nothing had changed. Not the answers. Not the city. Not the people in it. Not anything.
“Daddy? Can I go see my friend first? I know they missed me.”
“You just talked to Henry a few hours ago, Aiden. I’m sure he’ll manage for a day until you see him in class.”
“But it’s not just Henry or Isabel.”
Isabel, right. How could I have forgotten about Isabel?
“You FaceTimed Isabel just yesterday, I believe.”
“Yes, but it’s not just them. I have more friends, you know. What about Lucy? What about Olive? Even Jason must’ve missed me. We were gone for days. Tell him Dan.”
I met Dan’s eyes in the rearview mirror, and he shook his head.
