“I don’t know where to go from here,” she admits softly.
“I think we start by getting a blood test and confirming the pregnancy. Then we’ll tell the guys, together.”
“You’d do that for me? Tell them with me?” She pulls back, searching my eyes for the truth.
“Rylee, baby, there’s just about nothing on this Earth I wouldn’t do for you.”
“Okay.” The soft smile that curves up her lips makes me feel like I’ve won the damn lottery. “We do this. Together.”
“Together.” I nod, smiling back.
“You don’t think I should tell the guys first?” She chews on her lower lip nervously as she plays with the hair at the back of my neck.
“You can, if you really want to. But I think they have so much going on right now, we should check with the doctor to make sure first.”
“Yeah,” she agrees, nodding her head, then wipes at her eyes with the back of her hands. “I don’t want to give them something to get worked up over if there’s nothing.”
“Come on.” I cup her ass, sliding us out of the booth and getting to my feet, keeping her legs locked around my waist and her arms around my neck. “Let’s go to the walk-in clinic.”
“Now?” she asks, her eyes brighter than I’ve seen in days.
“Of course.” I grin. “I need to make sure my babies are okay.”
Her face falls before she crashes her lips to mine, crying into the kiss. “I fucking love you.”
“And I fucking love you, too.”
No matter what happens, I’ll be right by Rylee’s side.
Now I just have to get the others on the same page as me. Because something I know for sure, Rylee is going to need all of us.
CHAPTER FOUR
It’s been two weeks since we last saw Lennox, and our family fell apart for good. I don’t know what to do or say to make things better. I’m just sitting on the sidelines and watching as everything we’ve worked for crumbles.
I sit on the bean bag, alone this time, as my therapist, Robin, stares at me. It’s been quiet for more than ten minutes now, and I’m waiting for her to start psychoanalyzing me. She’s still my favorite, but I don’t want to be here right now.
Sighing, she closes her notebook and tosses it onto the table. It makes a loud smacking sound, and I jump. My leg begins tobounce and I want to run. I’m on edge. I haven’t been sleeping well, and the nightmares are back ten-fold.
Rylee has been working through things, and asked for some space. Not that I blame her, but I need my Cherry snuggles to sleep. She keepshimaway.
“Okay, Donny, this is what we are going to do today…” She pauses, then stands and walks to her door. “Cancel all of my other appointments. Mr. Baros and I are going to the zoo,” she says, then gives me a wink.
Blinking at her in surprise, I wonder if I’m hearing her right. The zoo? Where the heck did you get the idea to go to the zoo? This isn’t a normal thing therapists do with their patients, is it? Damn, if I knew field trips were an option, I would have started seeing a therapist a hell of a lot sooner.
I find myself smiling and hopping up with a laugh. “You know what, fuck it. Beats sitting here, talking about depressing shit. And I haven’t been to the zoo in forever, so honestly, it sounds kind of perfect right now. I love me some tigers and monkeys.”
I grab my jacket and she tosses me her keys. “You drive.”
Following her out to the parking lot, we stop at the cherry-red Camaro. “This is yours?” I ask her, grinning because this car is pretty sweet.
“Yep, my dad helped me restore her after college. I have always wanted a car like this.” She grins proudly.
I open the driver’s door and climb in. This is such a sweet ride. Maybe I should get one. I can just imagine Rylee sitting next to me, her hair blowing in the breeze. A smile on her gorgeous lips.
“Are you going to start her up?”
I snap out of my fantasy and stick the key into the ignition. I rev the engine a little and grin. Checking the parking lot, I backup and pull out onto the road. Traffic is dead at this hour, and so I give it a little extra gas.
