“Violet ... why don’t we stop with the bullshit and you just tell me what the hell is going on? I’m not trying to push you to keep sleeping with me, but I just want to know the truth.”
The truth.
God, the truth is so sad. The truth is tearing me apart.
I shake my head. “All I do is cry. All I do is ... feel so damn much, and now I know why. I mean, I get it. It all makes sense. I’m not sad, I’m pregnant. I’m fucking pregnant and, God, how am I going to do this?”
There. I told him the truth.
“Well, shit, that was fast.”
“Fast?”
He shrugs. “I mean, I didn’t know I could get you pregnant in two days. I’m pretty amazing. I bet we’ll end up in some kind of book.”
Oh my God. He thinks it’s his? “Everett, it’s not ours.”
“I know, Violet,” he says with a soft chuckle. “I was just trying to get you to relax for a second. I may not be a human doctor, but animals usually need a bit before they can be confirmed pregnant too.”
I let out a heavy breath and look up at the ceiling. “I keep waiting for this nightmare to end.”
“Did you tell . . . him?”
I stare at him in shock. “You really want to talk about this?” I ask.
Everett lifts a shoulder. “Do you have someone else you can talk to right now?”
“No.”
He’s honestly the only person I needed, and all I thought was I should push him away to avoid ever hurting him again.
“Come here,” he says with his arms open.
I want to fight the pull, but right now I really just want to be held.
Taking the two steps to him is the easiest thing I’ve done all day. Everett’s arms wrap around me and I breathe in his scent, letting it relax me. I don’t cry—for what feels like the first time. I just let his strength and warmth engulf me.
“Have you told anyone?” he asks.
I nod against his chest. “I told him.”
“And?”
I pull back, swiping at my stupid tears, and push the air out of my lungs. “He was exactly like you’d think. Selfish, angry, worried about his precious new relationship and how Whitney will feel about this. He even said he needs to talk to his team first.” I laugh. “He accused me of doing this to keep him orsomething. I don’t know, at some point I just tried to stop thinking.”
“The more you tell me about him, the more I really fucking hate him.”
I look up into his eyes. “Me too.”
And I left Everett to love Dylan. So stupid. I was such an idiot, and in the end this is probably karma.
“What do you want, Vi?”
“Right now, I don’t even know what to think. I went home, cried, and then started to make lists.”
He releases me just a little and looks down at me. “Was one of them how to get out of whatever this is between us?”
I nod.
