Page 132 of To Hate Adam Connor
“Lucy?”
I cleared my throat and thought I might as well go ahead and introduce them. It would be a silly thing to do since both of them were obviously aware of who the other one was, but I couldn’t think of anything else to say or do.
Gently, I pulled my hands out of Jameson’s hold.
“Jameson, this is Adam Connor. He is…Olive and Jason’s neighbor.”
Adam dropped his hand and the room’s temperature dropped pretty quickly after that.
“Adam…” I took a chance and glanced up and behind me, half-expecting to find him gone. But, no, he hadn’t left. He was still there. His scent was still lingering on me, but not…his touch. There was no warmth.
Shit.
How would I introduce Jameson to him? ‘My ex’ sounded so…stupid.
“Adam, this is my friend Jameson.”
There was no handshake, just heads nodding.
Awkward.
“I’ll ask again, can you give us a minute?”
“And I’ll answer again, I’m afraid I can’t.”
Oh, for God’s sake…
Not giving Jameson a chance to reply, I grabbed his arm to get his attention.
His scowl shifted to me as soon as I touched him.
“Jameson, I’m not pregnant,” I blurted out. I’d never been one to enjoy drama.
Aware that this would be news for Adam, too, I chose to keep my eyes on Jameson. I didn’t mind having Adam in the room with us, but this was between me and Jameson. Even after the way he’d left me, I’d give him that much.
The scowl was still on his face when he asked, “What do you mean? But you said—”
“I said I was going to let you know after I got the results from the doctor’s office.”
“But you said you took one of those home tests.”
“I did. But I only took one.” I looked over my shoulder at Adam before I spoke again. “I was scared to take more than one. Apparently even those tests can be wrong.”
“So you got the results from the doctor and…they are final.”
I nodded. “Yes. Today. Just a few hours ago.” I glanced behind to gauge Adam’s expression, but he gave away nothing. The fact that he was not meeting my eyes didn’t bode well.
“I was going to call. Though, to be honest, I didn’t think you’d care…which is why I’m so surprised to see you standing here.”
“I didn’t come back just because of—uh, the pregnancy. I wanted you—”
Adam’s arm slid around my waist, and I relaxed into his touch as he spoke.
“Lucy.” My insides turned into complete mush every time he uttered my name with those lips, and I hated him for that a little bit. Just a tiny bit, really. “It makes no difference to me. Baby or no baby. I’m only glad because now you won’t spend hours upon hours worrying about ending up like the females of your lovely family. And…”
He paused and shot a very quiet Jameson a quick look, to give his words a bit more punch, I guessed. “And you deserve better. You don’t deserve to panic about something like this on your own. You don’t deserve to be alone. You deserve so much better.”
With those words, he leaned down and captured my lips. Right in front of Jameson. I didn’t think it was to make him jealous, but maybe it was to make a point? What the hell did I know? His lips were on mine, and that was enough knowledge.
