Suspension: An Opposites Attract Romance (Brady Family Book 2) by Lainey Davis

Author:Lainey Davis [Davis, Lainey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-08-08T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Liam

I’M FAIRLY CERTAIN I’m having a heart attack. Maddie just said she’s pregnant. I want to say, “Are you sure,” but of course she’s sure. She wouldn’t be here with that expression on her face if she only suspected.

Our night together flashes before me: how I took off the condom and intended to get another one, but then I lost my powers of concentration when Maddie straddled me. Not that it’s her fault. We were both sober, consenting adults. “You can’t be pregnant,” I say again.

I rake my fingers through my hair.

“So,” she says, gripping the edge of my desk, “You’re suggesting that because I am angry with you, my body would…reject your baby batter? That my womb would only open for the sperm of a man with whom my eggs find favor?”

“No.” God, I’m such an idiot. “I haven’t even gotten to apologize properly yet. I just…this is a bit of a surprise, Maddie.”

“No shit,” she says, and crosses her arms over her chest. She sits, staring at me. I stare back.

“Everything I want to say feels wrong,” I tell her, and she arches an eyebrow at me. I blow out a breath. “Well, you hate me anyway, I guess.”

She rolls her eyes. “Are we going to make this about you right now, Liam? Because I’m the one with a human being leeching off my endocrine system as it grows a spinal cord.”

I gape at her. “Shit, Maddie. Your diabetes. Are you ok? Is the baby ok? What do we do?”

She seems to soften at this change in direction. “I honestly don’t know,” she says. “Emma is sending me information about her maternal fetal medicine doctor, and I don’t know what that means yet, but if Emma had to have one for her epilepsy, I’m sure I need one for my diabetes.”

“Is that someone we call right now? What happens next?”

Maddie shrugs. “I didn’t get past telling you when I was making my agenda for this.”

I frown, staring at her. Pregnant.

I want to ask ten thousand questions. A thousand scenarios race through my mind at once, and I want to make them all orderly and efficient. This feels like chaos, and my heart is hammering in my chest. I want to hear her promise she’s managing her own symptoms and then assure me she will keep our baby safe.

Our baby. I’m already thinking of the baby as…ours.

“I’d like to be with you for appointments,” I say quietly. I want to grab her fanny pack and pull up her calendar in her phone and pre-schedule appointments for the next nine months. I want to start googling vaccine schedules and whether diabetes is genetic.

I want to organize folders and notebooks and line them all up like I used to do with my brothers’ backpacks. I was usually the only one who kept track of permission slips and whose sneakers had holes. When we were with Dad, he didn’t know how to check that stuff. When we were with Mom, I think she just sort of…let me handle it.

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