Total pages in book: 151
Estimated words: 139870 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 139870 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
Milo barges into our group with a tray of shots, and everyone grabs one. I curl my fingers around the glass and toss it right over my shoulder. I'm not really ready to spill the beans on my pregnancy yet, so I make a big show of the alcohol burning down my throat.
Everyone else laughs and instantly dives in for a second shot, and to be honest, the majority of them are already drunk enough that they don’t even notice when I don’t go for another. After all, this is the good stuff. If I can avoid wasting it, then I will.
They all take their shot, and as Colton steps in behind me and starts swaying me to the music, I lean back against him, not realizing just how badly I needed this.
The night flies by and despite my feet aching and the yawns that keep tearing through me, I refuse to go home. Milo stumbles into me, taking my shoulders and pulling me away from Colton. “Tonight is the best freaking night like … ever,” he cheers, his voice somehow traveling over the music.
“I know,” I laugh, trying to catch myself when Drix bumps me with her ass, trying to be sexy for Charlie.
Milo glances back over his shoulder, smiling as he watches Spencer. “It could be better, though.”
“Huh?” I grunt, but it’s too late, he pulls away from me and crosses over to Spencer before whispering in his ear. Spencer instantly pulls back and looks at him as though he’s lost his mind, and when Milo nods eagerly, Spencer shrugs and yells out. “HELL YEAH! LET’S DO THIS.”
My brows furrow as I watch the two of them walk over to a table and start climbing up onto it. They hover over the party, and Spencer grabs Milo’s elbow, keeping him steady on the table.
Partiers begin noticing them, and as the cheering starts, more and more eyes turn their way. The music is turned down just enough that when Spencer puts both of his hands in the air and calls out, everyone can hear him perfectly. “I’M SICK OF HIDING. FUCK THE HATERS AND FUCK THE STATUS QUO,” he calls over the party, slipping his hand down until it’s clutched into Milo’s. “MY NAME IS SPENCER VANDERBILT, I’M GAY AND I’M FUCKING IN LOVE WITH THIS INCREDIBLE MAN.”
My mouth drops before a wide grin spreads across my face. The whole party cheers for them, and as I watch in disbelief, Spencer grabs Milo’s face and kisses him deeply. The two of them run full bolt out of the closet, finally claiming who they are with pride.
When they finally break apart from one another, the guests are chanting their names and showing their acceptance. The smiles on both of their faces is exactly what I never knew I needed.
The music is turned right back up, and within seconds, Milo holds out his arms, turns around, and drops down into the bodies to crowd surf. When he runs out of space, they drop his ass to the hard ground as he snorts with laughter.
All I can do is shake my head as I watch in astonishment, never being so proud of anyone in my whole life.
At this moment, I realize that I have everything I could ever need right here. Yet for some reason, it all feels so far away, like I’m grasping onto it and struggling to keep hold. It could all be torn away from me so quickly, and I’m terrified of losing it. I’ve gained so much since coming to Bellevue Springs, and if I was to lose all of this, it might just break me more than Nic and the boys ever could.
Chapter 31
Traffic flies past me as I sit on the side of the road, unable to take my eyes off the little envelope that seems to have been staring right back at me since the second it landed in my hands. How is it possible? It’s just a piece of paper, yet if I concentrate enough, I think I might be able to feel a pulse and hear its little whisper telling me my worst nightmare is about to come true.
The doctor called me first thing this morning to tell me that the results had come in. Within seconds, I was in the Audi racing to get to him despite only getting home from Spencer’s party less than three hours ago. Yet now that I have the results here in my hands, I can’t possibly avoid it more.
I hate this.
This moment is going to define everything that happens from here on out. This moment defines my future. This stupid envelope holds more power than it should ever be allowed to hold. It’s insane.
I should just tear it open and get it over with, though I’m also certain that I won't understand any of the medical terms that are in the report. The doctor offered to go through it with me, and for a brief second, I was about to say yes. Then I realized that if it is Jude’s baby, that my reaction is something that should definitely happen in private.