“Sorry,” said Trevon.
“No, they were very nice,” said Wren. “Nice flowers. Thank you. You could have signed the card. It’s okay to do that.”
“Noted,” said Trevon.
Wren laughed. “You guys are spending a lot of time together, huh?”
“Someone has to look after him,” said Maliah. “Thank goodness he’s not getting physical threats here anymore, though. That asshole backed off.”
“What?” said Wren. “What’d I miss?”
“I’ll fill you in some other time,” said Maliah. “It’s a long story.”
“I actually have things to fill you in on, too,” said Wren. “But I have something I need to do first.”
“Did you hear something about Marner?” said Maliah.
“Let’s just say it’s not good news,” said Wren, lifting her shopping bag. “But we’ll talk later. I’ll fill you in, you fill me in. We’ll both get up to speed.”
“That’s a very small bag,” said Maliah.
“Later,” said Wren.
“All right,” said Maliah, nodding. “Later.”
They parted ways and Wren took the elevator back up to her suite.
Reilly met her at the door.
“Hey,” she said. “Should you be up and walking around and tearing your stitches?”
“What the hell took you so long?” he said. “I remember the last time I was with you and you took a pregnancy test, you just squatted in the woods. Is that what happened this time? Is it positive or negative?”
She shook the bag in front of his face. “I didn’t take it yet. Would I do that to you?”
“Sorry, should I not have brought up the other time, because I know that was traumatic and we’re not thinking about Hawk and—”
“Shut up.” She clapped him on the shoulder.
“Ow,” he said pointedly. “If my stitches do tear, it’s going to be your fault. Did you buy decaf coffee while you were out?”
“No,” she said. “We don’t even know if I’m pregnant.” She took the test out of the bag and turned the box over in her hands.
He snatched it from her, looking at the directions.
She snatched it back. “I’ll take care of this, unless you want to hold it in my urine stream for me.”
“No, thanks, you can handle that part.” He grinned at her.
She rolled her eyes and pushed past him, opening the box as she went into the bathroom.
He followed her.
She got there and shut the door in his face.
“Seriously? You’re shutting me out?”
“Are you going to talk to me through the door this whole time?”
“If we’re going to have a kid together, I’m going to see you pee.”
“No, you are not,” she said.
“Honestly, I don’t understand how this is not an intimacy that we’ve—”
“Go away,” she said.
“Not happening.”
“I can’t pee with you listening.”
“For real?”
“Go away.”
He sighed. A long pause. “Fine.”
Moments later, she came out of the bathroom to find him only three feet down the hallway, leaning against the wall.
“Where is it?” he said.
“Well, we have to wait two minutes,” she said. “It’s not instantaneous.”
“Two minutes, huh?” He came over to her and they stepped back into the bathroom.
Together, they stared down at the piece of plastic sitting on the sink.
They waited.
* * *
Mwhahahaha! Yes, I am evil.
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