Ilead her to the couch. The moment she sits down, her gaze goes around the room, she’s looking anywhere but at me.
"What's going on, Rebecca?" I ask, needing to know what the fuck has happened and why she looks as though she's about to pass out.
Her face is pale, her eyes wide, and she's wringing her hands together. "I want you to know that this doesn't change anything, Easton. I didn't come here to have sex with you. I needed to speak with you. My emotions got in the way."
Is she serious?
"Baby, I'm not sure what the fuck is going on with you, but you weren't the only one having sex. It was the both of us. You need to realize that what we feel isn't fading, when we're together electricity sparks. There's no fucking way to deny it."
She glances away as she swipes her tongue across her lips. “That may be true.”
“Not may be,” I snarl, pissed that she’s brushing this aside. “Rebecca, you left without letting me fucking speak, if you had, then you would have known that I would have done anything to keep you at my side. Instead, you ran.”
Her gaze comes back to me, those brown eyes of hers wide and filled with wonder.
“So I’m going to speak now,” I say and she nods. “I’ve had almost ten weeks to think about what I’m going to do once I finally had you back and I can guarantee you that it’s not letting you walk out that fucking door.”
“What do you propose, Easton, neither of us should lose what we have worked so damn hard for.”
I move so that I’m sitting beside her, my pants undone and my cock semi-hard just as it is whenever I’m around her, the second things turn sexual that motherfucker is harder than stone. “No one is saying that we lose what we’ve worked for. No one is asking you to walk away from college. What I’m asking is that you give me the time to tell you my plan.”
She throws her hands up in the air. “God, Easton, we don’t have time. I’m pregnant, and as soon as I start to show, people are going to ask questions. Then what? We’ll be right back to where we started, except this time, we will lose it all.”
My world tilts. Did she just say what the fuck I think she just did?
“You said you had taken the Plan B pill,” I accuse, my head spinning by her revelation.
She shakes her head. “I never actually said that.”
Thinking back, I realize that she’s right. It was her friend that spoke. “Why did you let me believe that you had?”
She runs her hands through her luscious brown hair. “You know why, had Cassie not said anything, Easton, I’d have been in your arms and then we’d have both been screwed. So I did what I thought was right. I allowed you to believe the lie.”
“What made you change your mind and tell me about the baby?” I can’t keep the anger out of my voice. I’m fucking pissed. Why would she do this?
“It’s not that I changed my mind. I’ve always wanted you, Easton, that’s something that’ll never change, I just didn’t want you to resent me if things went wrong between us. That’s something I could never forgive myself for. I thought it was best if we went our separate ways before feelings got involved.”
I raise a brow at her. Seriously?
She releases a low giggle. “Stupid huh? We both know that feelings were involved from the get-go, but I thought making a clean break after one night was for the best. I’m sorry that I hurt you and led you to believe that I took the Plan B pill, but I want you to know that I never planned on keeping this baby away from you.”
“So what happens now?” I ask her. “Have you decided what you’re going to do?”
She nods. “I thought about it and I’ve decided to keep the baby.” She glances up at me. “To keep our baby.”
Fuck. My baby.
“You’re having my baby?” I ask her, needing to hear the words. This is something that I’ve wanted since I saw her. This moment is what I have hoped for.
She gives me a blinding smile. “I’m having your baby,” she tells me.
“Fuck.”
She giggles. “I’m pretty sure this is what you wanted all along.”
“It is, but thinking you took that pill had me thinking you wouldn’t be pregnant, so this is a fucking shock, baby. It’s everything I wanted with you, but it’s still unexpected.”
Her eyes fill with water. “I’m sorry,” she whispers. “I never meant to hurt you. I just wanted us to be okay.”