“Well?” I demanded before Tucker could even make it two steps inside the room.
“Positive,” he confirmed.
My knees began to buckle, and I reached for the exam table.
Tucker rushed to my side, helping me take a seat. “You okay?”
Pulse pounding in my ears, I didn’t have an answer to that question.
Sensing my shock, he asked, “Do you want me to list your options?”
“What?” I gaped at him. Then it hit me what he was really asking, and I shouted, “No!” My hands came to rest protectively over the innocent life growing inside me.
“I had to ask.” He slipped back into professional mode.
“Right. The answer’s still no.”
Tucker nodded. “Understood. If you want, I can see if Felicity can squeeze you in for a dating ultrasound. Might make all of this feel more real if you can see your little one.”
“Tripp should be here.” That much I knew for certain.
“Fair enough. You want me to call him?”
The last thing I needed was Tripp speeding off the ranch in the middle of the day. I’d stirred up enough trouble between him and his father already.
Oh boy. Jett was just going toloveme when he heard this news.
“Can we do it another time?”
“Of course.” Tucker left my side to grab the tablet. “For now, we can calculate your due date based on your last period. Usually, the ultrasound only shifts it a day or two anyway, and even then, it’s only a best guess. Babies don’t seem to care what date we write down; they come on their own schedule.”
That’s when it finally hit me.
A baby.
Tripp and I made a baby.
Holy shit.
Chapter 18
Tripp
Pennywasactingstrange.
Maybe seeing Jake again had messed with her head. She hadn’t been quite right since that day.
Determined to provide a pick-me-up for my girl, I crafted the perfect relaxing night in.
Her favorite flowers sat in a vase on the coffee table.
Dinner simmered on the stove.
A bottle of white wine chilled in the fridge.
And a movie marathon was queued up on the TV over the fireplace.
If this didn’t break her out of her funk, I wasn’t sure what would.
