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“Yes, Sir. Sorry about that.”

I was sure my cheeks were as red as they felt. It didn’t help my embarrassment that my cock was a steel pipe in my pants just then.

“I would to remind you to pay attention in this class, Mr. Murphy.”

He repeated his question to me and luckily, I knew the answer.

The rest of the class went on without incident and I wasn’t caught daydreaming again.

An hour later, everyone else filed out of the room and I immediately picked up my phone and called Hailey.

There was no answer.

I got the same result the next three times that I tried.

Worry began to settle in my gut. I knew how important passing was to Hailey. She wouldn’t miss class unless something was wrong.

I was about to dial Hailey’s number again when the phone rang in my hand.

The number is not recognized by the device and it is not familiar to me.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Good afternoon Mr. Murphy. I am calling from the campus daycare. I’m so sorry but Noah is sick. Can you come pick him up? We have tried to contact Hailey several times but haven’t been able to reach her, is everything ok?”

“Excuse me?” I was confused and told the other person on the line, “I think you have the wrong number.”

“This is Wyatt Murphy, isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“Ms. Clarke has you as the emergency contact on Noah’s form.”

“Hailey?”

“Yes,” the woman on the line answered as if talking to a slow child. She gave me directions without asking anything else.

After she hung up I just looked at the phone, my confusion turning to suspicion.

I headed to the campus daycare, a feeling of foreboding making my stomach cramp.

What. The. Fuck.

Chapter Sixteen: Wyatt

This child was a spitting image of me.

I instantly knew he was mine.

He had the same sandy blond hair and light eyes. His chin jutted out in a stubborn tilt I remembered from pictures of me when I was his age. He even had the small dimple in the center.

Oh God, I have a son.

The words were repeatedly bouncing off the walls of my head, leaving no room for anything else. My mind was reeling and I froze. My limbs felt heavy and it was like I had lost all internal knowledge of how to control them.

I felt light headed and my vision dimmed. There was as loud roar in my ears and it became hard to breathe.

Holy shit. I was a father and all these years I had no idea.


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