Viola: I’m home. Still up for ice cream?
Drew: Yeah, give me an hour?
Viola: Yep!
My nerves kick into overdrive.
I glance at Courtney. “Want to drive me to Sugars, so I can tell Drew the big news?”
She lifts both of her eyebrows. “Are you sure? At an ice-cream shop?”
“He won’t make a scene in a public place.” I laugh, but it’s true.
“You’re evil.”
Time passes quickly. Courtney reluctantly drops me off, and while I wait, I order two scoops of strawberry ice cream and sit in a secluded booth in the corner of the room. I get lost in my phone, and only look up when I see Drew walking toward me with a scoop of chocolate. I was so into this new book that I didn’t even see him come in or even order. As soon as he sees me, he smiles.
“Vi, you look good! The extra winter weight suits you,” he says, grabbing my spoon and helping himself to my ice cream that I’ve barely touched.
I furrow my brows.
“You too, ass.” I glare at him. He stops shoving the ice cream in his mouth, and I laugh. For the next thirty minutes, Drew catches me up on work and our parents. He talks about Travis and the business and even mentions Gryff. One person he doesn’t dare talk about is Mia, because he knows better, and considering my hormones, I might lose my shit over strawberry ice cream. It seems as if all of their lives have gone on without me, and I feel like I’ve missed so much. My heart is racing, and I try to find the right place to tell him the news. After he complains about the cold, I just blurt it out.
“I’m pregnant.”
At first, he doesn’t stop talking, and I think he doesn't hear me, so I repeat myself.
“I’m pregnant, Drew.”
His mouth drops open, and he sits there and stares at me like I slapped him across the face. I’m thankful there’s no one else in the restaurant.
“You’re going to be an uncle.”
The fact that he’s not saying anything is stressing me out. I know it’s a lot to take in, so I sit there and wait for him to speak. Time slips through my fingers, and I cover my face with my hands because I feel the tears welling on the brims of my eyes. Gently, he pulls my hands away so he can search my face.
“I’m going to be an uncle?” He sounds and looks shocked.
I nod.
“Who is the…?”
“Oh my God, Drew. Who do you think? I don’t sleep around.”
His eyes widen as he connects the dots, and I want to know what he’s thinking. We sit there, staring at each other, and I wish Courtney would just walk in and say something that makes me laugh. My heart is beating so fast I can feel the pulse rock through my body.
Drew finally gives me a smile, and it allows me to relax just a bit. “Does Travis know?”
I shake my head. “Not yet, but I’m going to tell him as soon as possible.”
“Yeah, he needs to know he’s going to be a dad.”
I swallow hard. “Remember that favor you owe me?”
“How could I forget?” Drew says.
“Can you help me tell Mom and Dad?”
Chapter 16
