The Bosun: A Military Romance (Love is Blind Book 3) Harlow Layne (readera ebook reader TXT) 📖

made my way over to my house and left the door ajar for when Lexie came over. The need to pee suddenly came over me, but I knew I needed to hold it. Otherwise, I’d either have to wait a few hours or chug a lot of water. Wanting to distract myself, I went over to the counter where I’d left my phone before I went next door to do a photoshoot for my website and headshots. Picking up my phone, I let myself have a few minutes of looking at the pictures of Remy and me that we’d taken during our short time at Pen’s place. Most of them were of us in bed with me snuggled up to his side, but there were a few of us while we were out to dinner. In a way, I was sad I didn’t have any pictures or many memories of us at my house. It was probably a blessing I didn’t, though.

Was it possible I was pregnant? Sure, we’d gone without protection a couple of times, but until now, the thought never occurred to me. What was I going to do if I was? I knew I’d need to tell Remy, even if I wasn’t sure he’d want anything to do with me or the baby.

“Knock, knock,” Lexie called as she stepped inside and walked over to where I stood with her brows pulled down. “You were like a million miles away. Are you okay?”

“I think so. I was just thinking about Remy. How could I have been stupid enough to have unprotected sex with him?” I asked as I stared down at a picture of us. He had one thick arm wrapped around me. The other was holding the camera as he nuzzled into my neck. We both had the biggest smiles on our faces. Of course, I didn’t know he was going to break things off in a matter of days when the picture was taken either. Did he already know what he was about to do to me?

Break my heart.

“You can’t beat yourself up about it. Here.” She thrust a box at me. “Go take this, and then we’ll talk about what to do once you know if you’re pregnant or not.”

She was right. There was no sense in going down that rabbit hole if there was no need.

“I’ll be right back,” I murmured as I stared down at the box in my hand. One little test could change the course of my life forever.

“I’ll be right here waiting for you unless you want me to accompany you to the bathroom.” The corners of her mouth tipped up. I knew if I needed her to, Lexie would indeed come into the bathroom with me, but I could do this. The idea was both terrifying and exciting. I’d known for a long time I wanted to be a mother, but I thought the chance to carry my own child was slim to zero after all the years of trying with Brock.

I took my stairs two at a time in my rush to take the test. I might not have been sure of how Remy would react if I was, in fact carrying his child, but I would cherish the blessing if I happened to be growing a life inside of me.

After peeing on the stick, I laid it on the box and took it downstairs to wait the longest three minutes of my life. Lexie had her back leaned up against my kitchen counter as she watched me come back into the room.

Gently, I placed the box on the island and stared down at the test, waiting for any sign it was working.

“I can tell you from experience the wait is excruciating. Why don’t we sit down while we wait? I set a timer the minute I heard you coming downstairs.”

I hadn’t even thought about a timer. My plan was to watch the damn thing until something happened.

“Good idea.” I shook my hands out and started to pace around the kitchen. There was no way I could just stand there and watch, but I also couldn’t sit down. My body was too amped up.

“You know Ryder and I weren’t together when I found out I was pregnant,” she said, eyes locked on me.

“What?” I stopped dead in my tracks. I’d thought they’d been together from their very first hookup, but traveling had kept them apart.

“Yeah, it was a whole huge misunderstanding, and then I couldn’t get a hold of him. I had to set up this big elaborate way to get into contact with him just to tell him.” Lexie went on to tell me everything that had happened to them. Would Remy feel the same way?

The timer went off on Lexie’s phone, and all of a sudden, I was too scared to look. I’d appreciated her distracting me while we waited, but now that it was time, I wasn’t sure I was ready to be disappointed if the test showed I wasn’t pregnant.

Squeezing my eyes shut, I braced my hands on the island top. “I can’t look.”

The sound of Lexie moving had me squinting one eye open. She had a blinding smile on her face as she came toward me. “Are you sure you don’t want to look?”

“Did you by any chance peak at it?” There was no hiding the hope in my voice. I wanted that smile to mean I was, in fact, pregnant.

“I might have.” She winked.

“Then tell me already!” I yelled while moving around to look for myself. I couldn’t stand the suspense. Lexie backed out of the way as I barreled around the corner.

Picking up the test, I saw two faint blue lines. “Does this mean what I think it does?” I glanced up at her and then back to the stick.

“It does. You’re pregnant!” She shrieked in happiness. Grabbing each other by the shoulders, we jumped up and down while laughing and me yelling I was pregnant over and over again.

“I can’t