Chapter 19
A few weeks later…
Last night at the party, Lois’s body had felt… off. She’d refused a second drink and followed her hunch, ordering the pregnancy test. Dylan hadn’t asked so she wasn’t sure he knew her guess.
The directions on the box read ‘best with first urine in the morning.’ So, here she was—with a yawn, she followed the directions and used the stick.
She set it on the counter. However, she didn’t need to wait the two minutes as the second line appeared right away.
Seriously? What? She couldn’t help herself and screamed.
Her husband rushed out of his bed and ran into the bathroom. She pressed her hand to her heart. “Dylan?”
He eyed her up and down. “What’s wrong?”
She gripped the vanity to stand taller as she said, “I’m pregnant.”
He nodded like he understood, but
