DIVYA POV
"Pregnant___" the word echoed in my head.
My stomach made some weird sounds while my throat went instantly parched with nausea after Jinger had said those words out of his lips. The thought of me being pregnant made my heart thump very fast beneath my chest.
Carrying his child just seemed impossible, I wasn't expecting a child, right?
"You might be thinking too deep about everything, I'm not pregnant." I uttered the moment I found my voice again but he only seemed to have a smirk plastered on his face.
He ignored my words as his hands gently brushed away my damped fallen hair from my face, his hands made contact to my skin which made some sparking excitement that I tried to ignore but it seemed impossible.
"I can't take chances, Divya, I have to consider all possibilities
