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Oliver. I thought by complimenting his choice in cats would somehow work in my favor. I figured that he’d be less hostile since he and Chase got engaged, but it seemed like he hadn’t warmed up to me yet. In fact, Oliver taking a liking to me seemed to make things worse. Gray started thinking I was after his man and his cat.
    I felt some of my sadness ease over the thoughts of tormenting Gray a little later that afternoon. I had been invited to their house for pizza and beer while we watched the first round of NFL playoffs. I wasn’t sure who else was invited, but my heartbeat picked up at the thought of seeing Miller again. Would it be awkward? Would I avoid making a fool of myself over him again? Would I be petulant and demand to know why he hadn’t called me? I hoped to hell I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing how much he got under my skin.
    I took my time grooming myself just in case he made an appearance. Just in case he wanted to apologize for his absence by dropping to his knees to blow me later when we could be alone. A guy could dream, right? I believed in being prepared for any occasion, which was why I stopped at the drug store on my way to buy more lubricant packets. Just in case.
    I turned down the family planning and personal hygiene aisle and came to a screeching halt when I saw Ava standing in the aisle studying the boxes in front of her. I couldn’t help but smile at her long trench coat and Hollywood style sunglasses she wore. I wasn’t sure if she was trying to disguise herself or if she was about to start flashing people. She leaned over to get a closer look at the boxes instead of picking one up, as if she were afraid it might bite her.
    “You could read it better if you took off those sunglasses, Ms. Monroe,” I said, comparing her to the famous blonde bombshell. Ava clutched her chest and gasped before she spun around and faced me. Then she promptly burst into tears. “Ava, what’s the matter?” I asked. I walked to her and wrapped my arms around her. I couldn’t recall a time I had seen her cry in all the years that I had known her. “Surely, it can’t be that bad.” I looked over at the display she had been studying and saw that they were early pregnancy tests.
    “I-I-I’m not ready for this, J.” She began to cry a little louder so I hugged her tighter. “I had hoped it would be just the two of us for a little while longer.” Two women had entered the aisle and were giving me the evil eye as if I was the one who knocked her up and made her cry. “I want to have kids, I really do, but I…”
    “It’s okay, Ava.” My words were met with more sobs. “Does Brandon know yet?”
    “No.” Her voice sounded small and broken. “He’s waiting for me to come back home so we can go to his brother’s house to watch football.” Ava pulled back from my chest and tilted her head back so she could look at me. “What if he’s mad at me for being careless, J? I take my birth control really seriously and I don’t know what happened. Maybe I’m just late. I don’t want to say anything to him until I know for sure.” I couldn’t take her serious with those damn glasses on so I slid them up onto the top of her head. Her blue eyes were so burdened with worry that I nearly slid the glasses back down.
    “This is Brandon we’re talking about, Ava, he’s not going to be mad at you. The man worships the ground you walk on. He’s almost as sappy as Grayson Wright.” Ava gave me a wobbly smile at the comparison, because she knew it was true. I used the sleeve of my coat to wipe off the tears from her face. “Besides, it takes two to get pregnant and if he was so hell bent on preventing pregnancies then he should’ve worn a condom in addition to the birth control you are taking. Buy your test, take it home, and tell him what you’re going through. Brandon wouldn’t want you worrying about this all alone. Hell, he’d probably hold the stick for you to pee on.” Ava