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terrified and unsure. I would never leave her to deal with this alone, but fuck if I’m not just as unsure about being a dad. How in the hell am I going to do this?
    It’s bad enough I’m the only person she let into her pants in seven fucking years, but then the goddamned condom had to go and break. Fuck, I’m never having sex again.
    Whoa, OK, let’s not be rash. Next time at least make sure the girl is on the pill, just in case.
    Except I have a feeling next time definitely won’t be any time soon. They call that shit birth control for a reason, and right now I don’t feel anything like I have this fucking birth stuff under control.
    I’m sitting on my giant leather couch with my head resting on the back, my arms and legs slack as I stare at the ceiling. Lucas is in the matching recliner across from me, looking straight up amused. I guess I deserve it for all the crap I usually give him.
    “And cranky, too. Either it’s that time of the month or something else is going on.” He leans back, linking his hands behind the back of his head. “I assume it’s the reason you begged me to leave my beautiful wife home alone to babysit your sorry ass.”
    “I never beg, asshole.” I love the guy like a brother, but he knows he can give me shit. It’s how we communicate. We give each other a hard time, but at the end of the day we always have the other’s back.
    I’ve been so caught up in my own goddamn head about everything I thought I could use someone to talk to. Am I ready to hear it all out loud again? I know if I’m going to tell someone, though, Luc is the only person I trust.
    Will he give me crap about it? Damn straight. But at least he won’t judge.
    Luc lets me sit in silence for a few minutes longer, understanding I’ll talk when I’m ready.
    Without lifting my head, I squeeze my eyes shut and pinch the bridge of my nose with my right hand. I hate drawing shit out, so let’s get this over with. “Man, I screwed up. I fucked Kelley Brooks at your wedding and now she’s fucking pregnant.”
    After a moment of silence all I hear is Luc mutter his own, “ Fuck. ”
    I drop my hand and let out a deep breath. “Yeah.”
    I hear Lucas shift forward in the recliner. “That’s what this is about.”
    Lucas nods to the unopened bottle of Jack Daniels sitting on the coffee table between us. He must have seen it as soon as he came in, but he knows me well enough to guess it wouldn’t be sitting here without a significant reason.
    I swallow thickly, but don’t respond. I don’t have to.
    Luc changes the subject. “What happens now? Are you two, like, together ?”
    I lift my head. “No.” I don’t know what the hell we are. “But I respect her and nobody else knows anything yet so this is between us. I don’t think she’s even told Kinsley, so not a word.”
    “How does Kelley feel about it?”
    “She says she’s fine and she’ll figure out how to deal with it on her own, but I’m sure as hell not going to walk away. I may not know the first thing about parenting, but I learned one or two things not to do, and ignoring your kid is pretty high at the top of that list.” I plop my head back down. “Even though I’ll still probably fuck it up. Kelley’s life, and the kid’s.”
    Luc contemplates a thought. “Just because your parents were shitty doesn’t mean you will be, too. We already know you don’t subscribe to their particular brand of bullshit.”
    My mother, Holly Blake, is your quintessential rich, superficial snob, caring only about appearances and perceptions. Growing up, as long as people thought we were the perfect family, that was all that mattered. If she refused to acknowledge a problem, then it simply didn’t exist. And believe me, my sister and I were nothing but problems. When my dad walked out when we were kids, leaving my mom to deal with us on her own, she pretended everything was fine. He didn’t want to deal with us, and she chose to ignore everything, which is