The Commitment
that’s not enough? We have to add having my fiancé watching me pee all over a stick while I’m on my lunch break just to prove a point,” I gripe, picking the test up and thrusting it up defiantly. “And I still haven’t eaten. This is the most ridiculous lunch break ever, you know that, right?”
    He glances down at me, releasing a sigh as he contemplates his next words. For a moment, there are none and the silence I’m not used to between us has me immediately feeling guilty.
    I know how much he wants this. If I’m being honest, I know how much I want this, but I also know the chances are not in our favor. That reality, as painful as it may be, is something we both knew we’d have to accept.
    “Sophie,” he says softly, pulling my attention back to him.
    “I’m sorry I’m overreacting. I shouldn’t be taking all of this shit out on you. I’m just so stressed out right now and I know it’s not your fault,” I say in a softer voice this time as I stare back at him. “I just… I don’t understand why you want to do this to yourself, Chase.”
    “Sweetheart…”
    “I know this is something you want, Baby. I would love for it to happen, too, but both of us know this is just a waste of time.”
    “Baby,” he says, his eyes beginning to tear up as they hold mine. “Flip it over.”
    “What?”
    “The test,” he says, grabbing my hand and twisting my wrist carefully to turn the stick in my hand to face me. “Look at it, Baby.”
    Bracing myself, I hold his eyes and let out a sigh before glancing over at the object of our discussion. For the first time all day, I’m stunned speechless as I take in two blue lines that are vividly filling the display window.
    I can feel his eyes on me, feel his hot breath as it touches my skin. As he lifts me into his loving embrace, I take in his unique, masculine scent as it fills my senses. He’s the most wonderful, most beautiful distraction I’ve ever encountered, but try as I might, I can’t take my eyes off those two lines.
    As he sets my feet down on the floor in front of him, I feel the unfamiliar sting of happy tears fill my eyes as I dare to turn my head to face him. The gorgeous, perfect, amazing eyes that own me are reflecting the same ecstatic, terrified bliss that is filling me to my core as I stare up at them in shock.
    Brushing his thumbs over my cheeks, he wipes the tears away from them, still beaming as watches my eyes dart back to the test.
    Still two lines.
    My eyes find his as he bends and buries his face into my neck, kissing me gently as he wraps his arms around me, breathing in my scent.
    “I’m pregnant.”
     
    Chase
    “Chase, I’m pregnant,” she manages again, her voice shaking as I squeeze her harder, kissing her temple silently. “Baby, did you hear me?”
    “Yeah,” I whisper, so overwhelmed with emotion to manage anything more, nodding my head as I sink it back into the crook of her neck.
    Sophie’s having my baby .
    We stand there, Sophie letting me hold her for a long moment waiting before she breaks the silence.
    I’m gonna be a daddy .
    “ Yeah? ” she starts incredulously, her voice taking on a combination of panic and disbelief as she breaks my thoughts. “Chase, yesterday we didn’t think we were ever going to have children. Today I tell you, against all odds, I’m pregnant and you say ‘ yeah ’? Are you freaking kidding me, Baby?”
    “Sophie…”
    “Oh my God,” she says, still staring at the test she’s got gripped in her hand as she pushes her hair away from her face. “What the hell are we going to do, Chase? I’ve been drinking and taking antibiotics for fucking pneumonia!”
    “Baby…” I try but she spins around to face me and cuts me off.
    “Oh my God, Chase! You don’t think I was pregnant when we smoked that weed, do you?”
    As the harsh whisper leaves her mouth, she grips the front of my shirt and the look on her perfect face is pure mortification. Before I can answer her, she resumes

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