Luka by Harvey-Berrick Jane

Author:Harvey-Berrick, Jane [Harvey-Berrick, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Luka, Contemporary, Romance
Amazon: B01EVMCABY
Goodreads: 30181218
Publisher: Harvey Berrick Publishing
Published: 2016-06-16T07:00:00+00:00

I debated whether or not to go back to Sarah’s after the show that night. Part of me wanted a rest from the uncontrolled emotions and drama, but I knew delaying it any longer wouldn’t help. Plus, there were a dozen missed calls and texts from her on my phone.

“So, what’s the scoop on that blonde you were with last night?” Ben asked. “You really her baby daddy.”

“That’s what she tells me.”

“How does that work? You date her but screw guys?”

I threw him an angry look and he held up his hands, taking a pace back.

“I’m not trying to be a dickhead.”

“It’s . . . complicated.”

He gave a dry laugh. “You should have stuck to dudes, mate. Much easier.”

I had to smile at the irony.

I texted Sarah that I was on my way, giving her a chance to tell me not to bother, but she didn’t.

She was waiting for me on the couch. I knew she’d been crying because her eyes were red, but she seemed calm now.

“I talked to Mum,” she began before I sat down. “I know she can be . . . but she didn’t mean it. She’s sorry you were upset.”

I doubt that. But I kept the thought to myself.

“We need to talk about how this is going to work,” I said carefully.

She sighed and looked down. “I know. I haven’t been very fair to you. I haven’t even thought how you must be feeling, what with breaking up with that guy, and me dumping all this on you.” Then she reached out to hold my hand. “But you’re my friend, Luka. You can tell me anything.”

I cleared my throat.

“It was a shock, about the baby.”

“I’m sorry.”

“That’s not . . . I keep thinking what will he or she be like. Do you think they’ll be a dancer?”

She laughed happily. “Good odds, I’d say. But maybe she’ll get brains like her Uncle Seth. Or maybe she’ll debate like a barrister, like her grandmother.”

I withheld a wince. Twice.

“It could be a boy and play soccer.”

“Ooh, home games at Tottenham Hotspur—not hating that!”

I smiled.

“But I’ve been thinking about us, as well.”

She frowned, her eyes darting around anxiously. “Okay?”

“Maybe I could . . . take you on a date? See how it goes?”

Her smile returned. “That would be great! We did kinda just skip to the getting shitfaced and having sex bit.”

“I’ll find somewhere else to live, too.”

Her smile fell immediately. “Why?”

I ran my hands through my hair, feeling the gluey tug of gel that I hadn’t washed out.

“It would be easier.”

“Easier how exactly? Bloody hell, Luka, we’re going to be parents in six months. We should be sharing this.”

“We will.” Somehow. “But I think we should take things slowly.”

“Slowly?” She pulled herself off the couch, staring at me. “If that’s what you need, Luka. But you don’t have to move out. Take the couch. It doesn’t bother me.”

That could have gone better.

She turned around suddenly.

“Why don’t you call me ‘booch-ka’ anymore?”

I frowned. “I do.”

“No, you don’t. Not since the first day I was back from Australia.

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