“You have no idea how much.” He brought me back so I was half laying his chest.
“Not just because I'm pregnant?”
He kissed me softly, “Not at all. I gotta admit, it’s a little bit of a shock, but I’ve always thought about being with you and starting a family. And even though it’s sooner than I thought it would be, I’m so freaking excited that it’s happening. When should we be expecting him?”
“Him?”
“Yep, it's gonna be a boy.”
I laughed and ran a hand through his hair, “I'm due October fourth.”
He mentally counted the months and smiled widely when he was done. “So six months, huh? Do you want to take next year off from classes?”
“I can't go back to school.”
“Of course you can, I'll help you.”
“No, not that. I know you would.” I bit my lip and laid flat on the bed, “I told Sir that I'm pregnant.”
He squeezed my hand once, “And?”
“He uh – isn't going to pay for school anymore and he said I'm not welcome back home.”
Chase cursed under his breath, “Are you serious? We'll figure it out, if you want to finish school we'll make it happen.”
I could make it happen if I wanted to, but Gummy Bear had changed all my wants in life. “Really, I don't even want to go back after this semester, that's not why I'm sad. I just hate how he is. I hate how he resents me for being born.”
He pulled me back into his side and stroked his hand up and down my side, “It's not your fault. He's a douche and it's his loss for missing out on an amazing daughter.”
“I was afraid you'd resent me too, for getting pregnant. You wanted to stop and I pushed you.”
“It's not like you had to push hard, I wanted you so bad.”
I nodded and ran my fingers over his chest.
“I don't resent you Harper, I never will.”
We sat there for a while longer, just holding each other and sharing sweet kisses. Bree popped her head in to let us know the movie would be starting soon and left right after to give us a few more minutes.
“Harper, I want you to be mine, and not just because we're having a baby, though I'll warn you, I'm about to tell everyone that we are.” He smiled and kissed my nose, “But I want to be able to hold you in public, I want to show everyone that you're taken and you belong to me. That you’ll always belong to me. Are we done torturing each other by staying apart?”
“Are you done leaving me?”
He hovered just above my lips, “I'll never leave you again sweetie.”
“Then I'm yours.” I closed the distance and kissed him hard.
11
Now that Chase knew about the pregnancy, and was completely on board, everything was so much different around the house. Everyone was happy, Chase was there daily and was even able to drag me to his house a few times so I could hang out with the guys, but it had been more than uncomfortable. Brandon had been there twice, and he knew that Chase was now in the know as well. The look on his face when he saw us together the first time almost killed me. Chase had flipped out when I started hyperventilating, but I wouldn't tell him what was going on. The second time, he'd gotten the hint and only took me around when he knew Brandon wouldn't be there. If that upset him, he never once mentioned it, and he definitely didn't show it. I think he was so happy we were finally together, nothing could put him in a bad mood. And I was happy too, I honestly was, I loved Chase and I loved the expecting daddy role he'd already taken on. Every day I fell more in love with him, but it didn't lessen the love I still had for Brandon. Instead, it was like my heart grew to hold both. Well, all three, if you count my Gummy Bear. Chase never asked me how I'd told Brandon what happened, to be frank, I think he didn't want to know. Deep down, he had to know I still loved him, and that was probably the reason for him to pull me in the opposite direction every time we saw Brandon after that second encounter at the house. I wanted to talk to Brandon, alone, to see how he was doing with all of this. But I wasn't sure I'd be able to handle the conversation, so I continued to talk myself out of it.