Illusion by Elle Thorne

Author:Elle Thorne [Thorne, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbed Borders Press
Published: 2020-02-12T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Meri had a to-do list from hell. One she’d assembled and etched in her brain, if not on paper.

One. Take another pregnancy test.

Because five positives just weren’t enough? And how did that guy and that woman know she was pregnant? How’d they figure it out before she did?

Two. Call Josh and tell him I’m pregnant.

Because she was pretty sure if five were positive, the sixth would be, too. But hey, she should double check.

Three. Call Doctor Broussard and tell him…what? What could she tell him? That her project was complete? That she and a supposed dead man—who really was dead now—had escaped from the secret military type facility she’d been lent to?

What kind of repercussions would she face for not having completed her job? Would she lose her research program? Her position at Notre Dame?

What about the weird shit she’d seen? The beast-man? Would Razorpeak be searching for her to shut her up? Maybe holing up here was the wrong idea. Way wrong. Would this be the first place they’d look for her?

Okay, okay. Hold on. Her mental meanderings were getting out of hand. First task, first. Doublecheck the pregnancy.

A few minutes later, she threw the pregnancy test wand onto the stack that had already accumulated on her bathroom sink. Another positive. Six tests. All positives.

She hadn’t left her apartment since Mae Forester had brought her back. Meri didn’t want to resume life as usual. Hell, she couldn’t. How could she? Before she’d been dropped off, she’d asked Mae to take her to a grocery store where she’d stocked up on pregnancy tests and frozen pizzas. She hadn’t gone to work. She hadn’t contacted anyone. She’d gone online and ordered a new cell phone since she didn’t have one—fucking Wheeler. Realized she didn’t have her wallet—no credit cards—and paid for it using her PayPal. Thank goodness for PayPal.

Back to the tests. Six positives. So she was pregnant with Josh’s baby. Time to reach out to him. Using her landline she called his number. He picked up on the first ring.

“I’m pregnant.”

“Who the hell is this?”

Asshole. So, in just that little bit of time, he’d already forgotten her voice. Or maybe he just had that many women calling him. That many who’d claim to be pregnant. “It’s Meredith.” You prick. She couldn’t add the last bit. It didn’t seem like what you did when you called a man to tell him you were expecting his baby.

“Is it mine?” No niceties. No greetings. No concern. Just worried if it was his.

Meri fumed. “Of course it’s yours.” I’m not the one who was sleeping around. Again, not something you said when announcing to a guy that you were carrying his child.

“You want money for an abortion? What’s that run? Two? Three hundred? I’ll PayPal you the money.”

She leaned against the counter, her head in her hand. What was there to say to that? She hung up the phone.

She had to regroup. Think. Plan.

Josh had been called. She’d done her job. No, she wasn’t having an abortion, nor did she owe him to put his name on the birth certificate.

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