mouths hurt.
I hadn’t wanted anyone to know, but one of my- coworkers had
been at the OB/GYN at the exact same time I’d had my initial appointment. Then
she’d ran her mouth to everyone at work. After finding out about my pregnancy,
my boss wanted to give me a “safer” job. Now, I was stuck as a hostess, the
money wasn’t as good, but hell, my feet hurt after waitressing all night. I
spent most of the day with my head in the toilet anyway, throw in pretending to
suck up to rich clients, and then you had my worst nightmare…almost. I pulled
my hair up into a loose bun at the top of my head and secured it with a few
clips. I needed to leave soon if I was going to make it to work on time for my
double shift. We were slammed on Fridays. I took a step back and looked at
myself in the floor length mirrors that covered the bathroom walls. I smoothed
my hands over my white button up blouse and sighed at how noticeable the tiny
bump on my stomach was becoming. According to the books, I wasn’t supposed to
be showing. I was two months along, but I swore that there was something there.
Maybe it was my imagination.
It had been over a week since Chase had told me he’d call and
still nothing. I didn’t mind though, it was exactly what I expected.
Zilch. Zero. Nada. Nothing.
Ginger appeared in the doorway and leaned her head against
the wall.
“Has he called yet?”
“Nope.”
“That bastard,” she said, her hands curling up in fists at
her side.
“It’s okay,” I told her flatly. I didn’t want to argue about
it anymore. It was a one-time mistake, and I didn’t want Chase Crowley drama
for the rest of my life. If the press ever found out, my privacy that I’d
traveled across the country for would’ve all gone to waste. The thought of the
entire world knowing my secrets made me sick. I forced myself not to think
about it.
“He isn’t scheduled back at the studio for another week, but
I hope they kill his character off…again,” Ginger mumbled. Her eyes crinkled in
anger and she let out a small huff, but there was something more to it. The
mood lightened at Ginger’s joke.
“Anything is possible on a soap opera.”
“Maybe they will let my character kill him off this time.”
“Everything is fine,” I insisted, “I’m fine. Just please
don’t say anything and let it go.”
“How can I let this go? I invited you here so that your life
would get better and you could leave all that depressing stuff behind, and you
come here and I let you get knocked up!”
“I’m an adult. It isn’t your job to look after me. I made the
bad choice. And really, what did you expect from me? My life is just a series
of bad choices.”
Ginger pursed her lips together unhappily and shrugged.
“Fine, I won’t say anything, but I’ll be damned if he thinks I’m letting him
get near another girl again. I am so gonna cock-block him.”
The only thing I could do was laugh. Oddly enough, the
thought of Chase being with another girl irritated me. I shouldn’t have gotten this upset because he wasn’t mine to claim. Nonetheless, I couldn’t shake my
attraction to him. From the second I laid eyes on his mysterious face to the
way he’d confidently smirked at me, I’d been captivated. His body had hardened
at my touch, and he’d held me against him, clutching on to me for dear life as
we both enjoyed the waves of pleasure. He was something else entirely.
“I must say,” Ginger pointed out, “you’re taking this
pregnancy news pretty well.”
It just didn’t feel quite real yet.
“I can handle this.”
“Are you sure? Because we can get you someone to talk to.
Another psychiatrist, maybe?”
“We’ve already had this conversation. I’m fine.”
“You’re not fine. I can see it in your eyes. You’re not the
same girl I left in Tennessee two years ago. You’ve changed.
“I’ve grown up, Ginger. People change. You aren’t exactly the
same either. Look, I gotta get going,” I
I hadn’t wanted anyone to know, but one of my- coworkers had
been at the OB/GYN at the exact same time I’d had my initial appointment. Then
she’d ran her mouth to everyone at work. After finding out about my pregnancy,
my boss wanted to give me a “safer” job. Now, I was stuck as a hostess, the
money wasn’t as good, but hell, my feet hurt after waitressing all night. I
spent most of the day with my head in the toilet anyway, throw in pretending to
suck up to rich clients, and then you had my worst nightmare…almost. I pulled
my hair up into a loose bun at the top of my head and secured it with a few
clips. I needed to leave soon if I was going to make it to work on time for my
double shift. We were slammed on Fridays. I took a step back and looked at
myself in the floor length mirrors that covered the bathroom walls. I smoothed
my hands over my white button up blouse and sighed at how noticeable the tiny
bump on my stomach was becoming. According to the books, I wasn’t supposed to
be showing. I was two months along, but I swore that there was something there.
Maybe it was my imagination.
It had been over a week since Chase had told me he’d call and
still nothing. I didn’t mind though, it was exactly what I expected.
Zilch. Zero. Nada. Nothing.
Ginger appeared in the doorway and leaned her head against
the wall.
“Has he called yet?”
“Nope.”
“That bastard,” she said, her hands curling up in fists at
her side.
“It’s okay,” I told her flatly. I didn’t want to argue about
it anymore. It was a one-time mistake, and I didn’t want Chase Crowley drama
for the rest of my life. If the press ever found out, my privacy that I’d
traveled across the country for would’ve all gone to waste. The thought of the
entire world knowing my secrets made me sick. I forced myself not to think
about it.
“He isn’t scheduled back at the studio for another week, but
I hope they kill his character off…again,” Ginger mumbled. Her eyes crinkled in
anger and she let out a small huff, but there was something more to it. The
mood lightened at Ginger’s joke.
“Anything is possible on a soap opera.”
“Maybe they will let my character kill him off this time.”
“Everything is fine,” I insisted, “I’m fine. Just please
don’t say anything and let it go.”
“How can I let this go? I invited you here so that your life
would get better and you could leave all that depressing stuff behind, and you
come here and I let you get knocked up!”
“I’m an adult. It isn’t your job to look after me. I made the
bad choice. And really, what did you expect from me? My life is just a series
of bad choices.”
Ginger pursed her lips together unhappily and shrugged.
“Fine, I won’t say anything, but I’ll be damned if he thinks I’m letting him
get near another girl again. I am so gonna cock-block him.”
The only thing I could do was laugh. Oddly enough, the
thought of Chase being with another girl irritated me. I shouldn’t have gotten this upset because he wasn’t mine to claim. Nonetheless, I couldn’t shake my
attraction to him. From the second I laid eyes on his mysterious face to the
way he’d confidently smirked at me, I’d been captivated. His body had hardened
at my touch, and he’d held me against him, clutching on to me for dear life as
we both enjoyed the waves of pleasure. He was something else entirely.
“I must say,” Ginger pointed out, “you’re taking this
pregnancy news pretty well.”
It just didn’t feel quite real yet.
“I can handle this.”
“Are you sure? Because we can get you someone to talk to.
Another psychiatrist, maybe?”
“We’ve already had this conversation. I’m fine.”
“You’re not fine. I can see it in your eyes. You’re not the
same girl I left in Tennessee two years ago. You’ve changed.
“I’ve grown up, Ginger. People change. You aren’t exactly the
same either. Look, I gotta get going,” I
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