Chapter 67 Kennedy

kennedy

My sweet, wonderful, and fucking smart as hell boyfriend goaded Chadd into getting upset at Angelica and bought me more time to get free.

That man is brilliant. After painstakingly rubbing the zip tie along the chair, I finally feel it snap.

Thank. God. And they are still arguing, too distracted to see I’ve gotten my hands loose.

I glance toward a brick within reach—the best weapon in my vicinity.

He’s fucking aiming a gun at her, his finger on the trigger.

He’s going to shoot her. And then we’ll be next.

This is my chance. I bolt from the chair, throwing the brick at his head as hard as possible in my somewhat foggy state.

BANG!

By some act of God, I nail him right in the head. Angelica is bleeding on the ground, and Chadd is knocked the fuck out. Thank you, Reserve beer league softball. My heart races, my vision swimming as I see Jordan unscathed, outside of a cut on his face, staring at it all in complete shock.

I exhale the breath I’ve been holding in, my pulse easing as the tension lightens. We’re okay.

“Kennedy! What…how?! Are you okay?” he shouts from his chair, straining to get to me. Nodding, I grab the gun and Angelica’s knife and quickly cut him loose.

I wrap him in my arms. “I’m okay. Are you okay?

” Warmth radiates through me as we hold each other so fucking tight I’m afraid we’ll both suffocate.

But I don’t want to let go. Tears I’ve been holding back let loose, and I’m now a crying hot mess, sniffling into his chest. “You stupid, stupid, smart man. I can’t believe you came here for me.

But I’m so glad you did. You worked your magic and gave me a chance to work mine. ”

He cups the back of my head, clutching me to his chest. His tears spill out, falling onto my face and making me cry harder. God help me, I kind of love that he’s a crier.

“Baby, I wasn’t going to leave you here with her. I wasn’t going to stop until I found you. Not for one second. Especially when I saw she had you here somewhere in my arena. I basically live here! I was going to tear the place down brick-by-brick,” he says as I smile up at him.

“I know you would have. I would have done the same for you.”

“Yeah, ’cause you’re a total badass and I fucking love that about you. Speaking of your badassery, how the hell did you take down Chadd?!”

I snort. “Well…Angelica, Mara, whoever the fuck she is…made a few mistakes. One of them was not realizing I’m smart enough to get out of zip ties.

Once I got my hands free, I waited for my moment.

” I lean back, cupping his cheek, my thumb brushing against his skin in awe at his part in all this.

“JJ, I couldn’t have done it without you.

You sneaky son of a bitch got Chadd all worked up over her. Fucking brilliant.”

“Yeah. Well, my acting skills are quite amazing.” He smirks.

I tilt my head, unable to stop myself from giving him shit, even in this situation. “And you’re so humble.”

“I know, right?” he says as we both laugh, relieving just a bit of the tension. “How did she even get you down here?”

I sigh, upset I fell for her fake nicety. “She fucking drugged my coffee. I don’t remember anything after that.”

His eyes widen as a streak of panic races across them. “We have to get you to the hospital right away. That can’t be good for the baby.”

Frozen, I suck in a sharp breath. My heartbeat pounds in my ears as I stare at him, trying to figure out what he’s thinking. How does he know when I don’t even know myself? “What? How? How do you…” my voice trails off, seeming to not know what words are anymore.

He tucks a piece of hair behind my ear. “You left the test in the bathroom. It had a plus sign. That’s positive, right? We’re going to have a baby?” he asks with a shaky voice as tears well in his eyes once more.

“I left before the five minutes were up, so I didn’t get to see the result. I was too nervous. It was…it was positive? Holy shit.” I swallow the lump in my throat. “I’m pregnant?”

He nods ridiculously fast, making this all seem even more real. “Yeah, baby. You are. We are.”

Holy fucking shit. I swallow hard, preparing for my next question and hoping the answer is the one I’m longing for. “And you…you’re okay with this? I know I’m older and ready to settle down, but you still have so much life to experience and I—”

“Kennedy Kramer, would you look at my face?” he says with the biggest damn smile I’ve ever seen.

“I could not be more fucking excited. I have always wanted a family. Always. Honestly, after everything that’s happened these past few years, I was beginning to think that would never happen.

But with you? I will have a thousand babies with you.

I have so many names picked out, we’re going to have a hard time narrowing down the list. I also may have asked Siri for some stroller recommendations while I was driving like a madman to find you. ”

I shake my head and grin. “I was so worried you wouldn’t be ready for this.

But I should have known. You get excited about everything.

I couldn’t be happier! I love you, Jordan; I want to have babies with you, too.

Maybe not a thousand, but at least this one.

” I settle back against his chest. “You’re going to be the most fun dad ever.

And don’t worry, I know full well I’m going to have to be the disciplinary in the relationship. ”

“Well…we have already established you like to be the one in charge,” he says with a smirk.

“I’m not even going to argue that.” I snort. “You like it though.”

“Never said I didn’t,” he says, pulling me in for a kiss. I nearly lose myself in him before I quickly realize two things. First, he just puked, like, five minutes ago—may not be the best time for a makeout session—and two, Angelica’s waking up, letting out an agonizing moan.

“Shit,” I grumble, dropping my head back to look at the ceiling. “I kind of forgot about those two. Also…how the fuck do we get out of here? Where the hell are we?”

His gaze bounced around the space. “I have no fucking clue. Chadd had a bag over my head the whole time he dragged my ass down here. I thought I knew every inch of this building, but not this place. Did you see where they have our phones?”

“Mine’s over there. I’ll call the police; you tie them up. Then let’s get the fuck out of here. You have a Cup to win.”

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