Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Oh, the filthy things I’m going to do to you tonight. Send me a picture. I barely hit send before someone drops down into the seat next to me.
I immediately turn my phone over in case said picture I requested comes through. I twist my neck to see Drake sitting there.
Fuck.
We’ve avoided each other on this road trip, unless it was to talk about the game. While Kiera assured me Drake was okay with everything, the fact he’s been aloof with me says otherwise.
I want to drop my head and pretend to be interested in my phone, but if I turn it over, I’m afraid there will be a naked picture of his sister. Can’t risk that.
I can tell by the scowl on his face that he’s not as cool about things as Kiera seems to think.
He doesn’t say anything and I’m not sure if I should start a conversation. I mean… what do I say? Sorry I knocked up your sister?
Hell no. I’m not apologizing. But he clearly needs to get something off his chest, so I’ll poke him to get things moving. “I’m not going to say I’m sorry to you.”
“Didn’t think you would. I’d rather know how you feel about Kiera. She told me that the two of you were going to try to make a go of a relationship. I don’t know what in the hell that even means, but it appears you’re here to stay. So I want to know exactly how you feel about my sister.”
“That’s none of your business.” Drake’s eyes flash with ire and I decide to throw him a bone. “But you have to know I care about her. I’m going to stick by her side and support her through this. Help her raise our kid.”
He seems slightly mollified by my response and sighs. “Do not hurt her. I will fucking kill you if you do.”
It’s not something I’m worried about as I have no intention of hurting Kiera. “Understood.”
The attendant comes and asks Drake if he’d like anything. While he’s ordering, I take a quick peek of my text exchange with Kiera.
And yup… hot, naked picture awaits.
I quickly shut off my screen as Drake turns my way again. “I need you to do me a favor.”
“What’s that?” I ask, trying not to sound suspicious.
“I want Kiera to go back to school. She wants to—”
“—be a nurse practitioner,” I finish for him.
“She’s going to balk at it now that she’s pregnant. She doesn’t think she can do school and be a mom.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
“Agreed,” Drake says as his eyes lock on mine. “So I want you harassing her to go for it. You’re the one who says you’re going to support her, so you do that. You do whatever she needs to feel comfortable in being able to handle both.”
“Of course I will,” I say, slightly offended he thinks I need this talking-to.
“You better or else—”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah… you’ll fucking kill me.”
“We’re understood, then,” he says with an evil smile. The attendant returns and hands him what looks like a club soda with lime. Drake takes a sip and rests it on his thigh. “You tell anyone yet?”
Kiera and I discussed this before I left on the road trip. How we were going to drop these bombs on the team. It’s two bombs, actually. The first, that we’re seeing each other, and the second, that Kiera’s pregnant. We decided to tell those closest to us and others as it comes up in conversation. Mostly, we’ll let the information filter through the team organically.
“I told Baden, Hendrix, Boone and Camden so far. Also, Coach West.”
Drake smiles. “Yeah… Baden texted me congrats on being an ‘uncle to be.’”
I try to hide my smirk. As affronted as Drake wants to pretend to be about me being with his sister, he’s excited about the pregnancy.
Word will filter quickly enough, though.
“Kiera said your mom took the news pretty well,” I say. She called her after we had our cold pizza the other day and I listened to one side of the conversation. It did things to me to see Kiera exhibit some excitement as I know she’d been wallowing in fear and uncertainty.
Drake nods. “She was surprised, but she’s also excited about being a grandma again.”
Kiera and Drake’s mom is going to visit soon and I’m not sure if I’ll be introduced as Kiera’s boyfriend, her future baby daddy or the guy who knocked her up. Doesn’t matter… I’m happy with the way things are.
A mere five days ago, I was just a guy who had a hot-as-hell hookup who had somehow become my girlfriend. I had no worries in the world. Now I’m going to be a dad before the year is over, I’ve tentatively admitted to feelings for Kiera, and our parents are salivating over a grandchild.