Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
“Yes. Once he finds out I’m pregnant with his child.” She rubs her hand across her stomach, and there is a small baby bump.
Tears burn at the back of my eyes. “Don’t do this. Bear is a good man. This could ruin him,” I try to plead with her.
“Then you should let him go.”
“Okay.” I agree, trying to buy time. She gives me a skeptical look.
“Text him.”
“Right now?!”
“Yes, or I’ll leak all this to the media before the game starts.” Oh God. Bear has gone his entire career without having his name smeared all over the tabloids. The thought of me being the reason why has me feeling sick to my stomach. I pull my phone out. My hands are shaking. She snatches the phone from out of my hand. “I’ll do it.”
Me: I can’t do this anymore. We’re over. This will never work.
A tear escapes. I try and grab the phone back from her, but she drops it to the ground and stomps on it.
“You’re a crazy bitch.” I want to smack her, but she’s pregnant.
“Stay away from my Theo.” My whole body feels numb. “I expect my money Monday morning when the banks open,” she says as she walks out the door.
“Willow! Open this door. Our rooms connect.” Zoey pounds on the connecting door. When I open the door and see her, I burst into tears. She grabs me, holding me tight. “What’s wrong?”
It takes me a minute to get it all out. By the time I’m done, my normal sweet Zoey looks like she could murder someone.
“It’s not his baby. I’m not buying it.”
“The man isn’t known for wearing condoms.”
“He never did anything with that bitch.”
“Do we really know that?”
“Yes! That’s not the kind of man Theo is.” That is true. “We’re taking this.” She holds up the pregnancy test.
“I’m scared.”
“I think you and Theo knew what you were doing. You’re not careless, Willow, and neither is he.”
She’s right. I take the test from her hand. Even after everything that just happened I know I want the test to say positive. Maybe I am crazy.
He’s never told me that he loves me. But I swear I could feel it in his touch. A baby would be skipping all kinds of steps, and I don’t want him to pick me because I’m pregnant with his baby.
“Let’s do this.” Zoey follows me into the bathroom. We wait together, knowing this could change everything for me.
19
Theodore
She has lost her damn mind. I don’t even respond. I’m going to turn her ass red when I get my hands on her. I don’t know what could have changed in the past few hours, but it doesn't matter. We’re not over. We’ll never be over.
I get back to getting ready for the game. When we run onto the field, I see Willow and Zoey sitting in the seats I got them. Willow keeps her head down, not making eye contact with me. Zoey looks like she wants to cut my balls off.
“What the hell did you do?” Reid says under his breath next to me.
“No clue.” I can’t stop myself from stealing looks her way. What has her running scared? I run my hand down my face, trying to figure out where I fucked up. These past months have been the best of my life. We have never actually had a fight before.
A reporter walks up to me for my pre-game interview. The questions start off standard. Then she hits me with one out of left field.
“You were voted the hottest football coach. Does that attention bother your fiancée?”
“Wait. What fiancée?”
“Are you not engaged to Tiffany? She gave us an interview twenty minutes ago. She’s pregnant with your first child.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about. I have a woman in my life, and it is not Tiffany. There is no way she can be pregnant with my child.” We never even shared a kiss, let alone had sex. I’m starting to think Tiffany is crazy. That she has gone all fatal attraction on me or some shit.
“Who is the lucky woman? You’re breaking girls’ hearts everywhere.”
“It’s me that’s lucky,” I respond. “The game is about to start.” The urge to tell the world that Willow is mine and off the market is so great, but I don’t.
I turn, heading back over to the team. The game starts. The first half was a little rough, but we still lead by one touchdown. Reid is playing the best game of his life. It’s the defense that’s the problem. They are having trouble stopping them.
The next drive Anderson sacks the quarterback. The ball goes flying. Rich scoops it up, sprinting down the field to score a touchdown. The crowd goes wild. Even Willow is on her feet screaming. Her eyes meet mine. I stare at her for a moment, noticing her eyes look a little puffy. Has she been crying?