![]() ![]() ![]() “I am not pregnant,” I interrupt, beginning to seethe again. “Oh, don’t tell anyone,” he adds like an afterthought, smacking Luke on the shoulder in a casually pal-like way. When I finally have enough composure to speak, I tell him, “I am going to kill you.” Those who aren’t sitting close enough to hear will have heard through the grape vine before school lets out today. ![]() Since Carter wasn’t quiet or even remotely subtle, and since he draws attention wherever he goes anyway, when I look down at the rest of the table, I see more wide eyes, friends nudging each other with telling glances, and at the table behind Kasey, people glancing back at us unsubtly while others lean in and whisper.Ĭarter just effectively told the whole senior class that I’m pregnant with his baby. I actually feel the color drain out of my face. “Good.” Then he leans in, slides his hand down my core until it’s splayed across my stomach, and says, “It’s too soon for you to be causing Mommy trouble, little guy. I frown and twist to look up at him suspiciously. ![]()
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