Chapter Seven
Rose frowned.
“What?” Eloise asked.
“It’s nothing.”
“You don’t smell … sick.”
“I … you … uh … might be pregnant.”
“You can tell that?”
“Well, no, I can’t tell that.”
“Didn’t you guys get a test or something?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay,” she said.
“How do I tell Beau?” Eloise asked.
“I’m pregnant. Ta-da.”
“Why not?”
The doorbell rang and she panicked.
“Who is that?” she asked.
“Why would you do that?” Eloise asked.
“They don’t know me.”
“I’ll stay here,” Rose said.
“Is everything okay?”
They were having a baby.
“I’m pregnant.”
“Who have you been fucking?” he asked.
“What?”
“Get out,” Eloise said.
“Who?”
“Get out!” she repeatedly screamed and yelled at him.
“It’s okay,” Rose said. “I’m so sorry.”
“He … thinks I cheated.”
Damn it.
She was all alone and pregnant.
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“You missed.”
“You were there?” he asked.
“There’s no way that is my baby.”
This made Beau stop. “What?”
“What?”
“Feeling?”
How had he fucked up this badly?