Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 148188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
Someone who would do anything for you. Love you unconditionally. I couldn’t get Ethan out of my head either. That was before I knew I was going to have his baby. I wanted him even if he hadn’t been what I’d always gone for. It wasn’t only those two lines on that test. It was the feeling he provoked inside of me. I’d never felt that with someone before. When he touched me that night I felt special. I felt like he needed me.
“I fell asleep.” Mia plops down on the sofa next to me.
“I do that too. Random cat naps. They come out of nowhere.” She wiggles in her seat, biting her lip, and I know she wants to say something that she knows I’m not going to like. I can read Mia like a book. The girl wears all of her emotions on her sleeve. Thank God she found a man like Max, who makes it his sole mission in life to protect all of those emotions and make sure no one can take advantage of her. He is a good man.
He’s also one of the few rich men who doesn't fall into the asshole category. I’d know. I’ve dated more rich assholes than I want to admit. They were all the same, self-centered, egotistic and they wanted you until they no longer did. I have to say that I usually left before any of them could kick me to the curb because that’s how I protected myself.
You would think that with all of the guys I’ve dated that I would have lost my virginity a long time ago but I could never bring myself to give that part of me to anyone. It was as though something deep inside of me wanted me to save it. To not give it up to some asshole. Now, I have no idea who I really gave it up to except a name. He made it a night I’ll never forget. Even without having knocked me up.
“Say it.”
“Why can’t you come live next to us?” she blurts out. I start to respond but she’s already talking again. “Please! Max owns the whole street. He doesn't care. Do you?” We both look over at Max, who is standing there watching us.
“I do care.” His face is serious.
“What?” Mia snips at him, shocked.
“I care because I want her to come live next door because it will please my wife.”
Mia’s narrowed eyes on him turn all happy and hearts practically dance over her head.
“Can I deal with one thing at a time?” I’m still trying to wrap my mind around being pregnant. How is this possible? I spent one night with him. A man who I lost my virginity to without even knowing his last first. I only figured it out when I slipped from the hotel bed in the early morning and went through his wallet. I didn't want to wake him but I couldn't leave without a clue to who he was, so I took a peek. That turned into me stealing his ID. I wanted something of him to take with me. I had no idea how much I really took.
“You’re right.” She pops up from the chair and walks over to Max, who pulls her into his arms, kissing her. Then he leans down and kisses her stomach on the small bump you can’t really see yet. “I’ll text you later. We gotta do girl stuff.”
“I know, angel.” He gives her another kiss. “I’m leaving Smith. He can take you anywhere you need,” he says as if we don’t already know his driver is going to do that.
As soon as Max walks out of the room, Mia turns to me and I know that she’s going to grill me for as much information as I’m willing to divulge. This might take a while, because she’s my best friend, I'm going to tell her every little detail.
“Spill the beans, Amelia.” She doesn't waste any time getting down to it. I hesitate for a moment, causing her to grab my hand. “You’re going to do this. I'm here for you every step of the way.” Her hand squeezes mine tighter. There is always one person I can count on in my life and that’s Mia. “I’m waiting.” That causes me to smile because she’s so impatient.
“Remember the guy from your bachelorette night out?” A look of surprise crosses her face when she realizes who the baby daddy is.
“The super hot one with all the tattoos? The bartender?” she shoots off a ton of questions as she tries to wrap her mind around this whole thing. “Are you going to tell him?” That one out of all of her questions rings the loudest.
“Of course I’m going to tell him.” I just haven't gotten that far. I only found out I was pregnant a few hours ago. I haven't been feeling like myself and missing a period wasn’t abnormal for me. I also never tracked them before. Between the missing period and feeling so tired all the time I knew something was up.