![]() ![]() I can’t tell whether he’s furious or terrified. I show him the test results from the doctor, the missing pills from my birth control, and it all crashes on his head. When we get home, Tony dissolves into nervous energy. I wonder if he’ll just end things between us. I study the tic in his jaw, the way his eyes focus on the streets without ever once glancing at me, and I wonder what the hell he’s thinking. We stop in front of his car and he opens the door, pointing inside.ĭuring the car ride home, Tony keeps a stoic silence that I think is a front for his barely constrained panic. Then suddenly he pulls my arm and I scramble after him in the streets. ![]() His other hand curls around my waist, smoothing over my belly. I just don’t know for how long.” He touches my face gently as another tear rolls down my cheek. He’s the one who saved me without asking for a single dime in return. I don’t believe that he’d be a bad influence. ![]() Pressure builds up behind my eyes, and I’m pissed off, too. The things he says makes my stomach cave in. The thigh nudges me again, and a ripple of desire moves up my body. “I’m trying to make you understand that I’m not a good man. “What exactly are you trying to accomplish, here? The baby’s coming whether you like it or not.” “Why are you trying to scare me?” My voice grows stronger. Darkness swirls in his eyes, but they’re the same ones that dented with pain when told me that he never wanted this life for himself. A cruel mask slides over Tony’s face, and it occurs to me that he might be right. ![]()
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