I knew the truth about the night we'd had sex without a condom. I'd come onto him. I had all but attacked him. It hadn't been his fault. All the other times he was careful. I hadn't let him be that night. It was my mistake not his.
"Trust me when I tell you that this was all on me. You weren't there the night I got pregnant. I was."
"Can't be all your fault. You can't get pregnant alone."
I wasn't going to argue with her. "Just don't tell anyone I was sick. I don't want them worrying."
"Fine. I'm not happy about it though. You do this again and I'm telling," she warned.
I laid my head over on her shoulder. "Deal," I agreed.
Bethy patted my head. "You are one crazy girl."
I just laughed because she was right.
Chapter 31
Rush
As soon as the tournament was over, I went home to shower and clean up. I didn't even hang around to get the second place trophy. I left Grant and Meg to do the honors. I couldn't care less. I only participated in the tournament because I'd signed up with Nan and Grant early in the summer. We did it every year. It was for a good cause.
When I'd stopped by the offices where the drink carts were parked Darla said Blaire had left with Bethy about an hour ago. I called Bethy but got no answer. I figured by the time I got a shower and changed they would be back from wherever it was they went.
Bethy's car was in the parking lot when I pulled up to their condo. Blaire was home. Thank God. I'd missed her like crazy all day. I knocked three times and waited impatiently for it to open. Bethy gave me a tight smile. Not who I wanted to see.
"Hey," I said, stepping in.
"She's already asleep. It was a long day," Bethy said, still standing at the door holding it open like she wanted me to leave now.
"Is she okay?" I asked,looking down the hall to her closed bedroom door.
"Just tired. Let her sleep," Bethy replied.
I wasn't leaving. She could close the damn door. "I won't wake her up but I'm not leaving. So you can close the door," I told her before heading back to Blaire's room.
It was only six in the evening. She shouldn't be asleep so early unless she was sick. The idea of her overdoing it today made my heart race. I should have insisted she not work today. This wasn't safe for her or the baby.
I opened the door slowly and stepped inside. Then I closed and locked it behind me. Blaire was curled up in the center of her big bed. She looked lost up there. Her long blond hair fanned out over the pillows and one of her long bare legs was kicked out of the covers. I pulled my shirt off then threw it over on the dresser before unzipping my jeans and pulling them off. When I was down to my boxer briefs I pulled the covers back and climbed in behind her.Idrew her up against me; she came willingly. A soft sigh and some mumbled greeting was the most adorable sound I'd ever heard. Smiling, I buried my face in her hair and closed my eyes.
This was the only place I ever wanted to be. I slid my hand down and laid it flat over her stomach. The idea of what I was holding right now was humbling.
A soft trail down my arm and then across my chest brought a smile to my face as I opened my eyes. Blaire was turned around facing me now. Her eyes were open as she stared at my chest and ran her finger over each of my pecs then back up and across my shoulder. She lifted her eyes and a small smile played on her lips.
"Hey," I whispered.
"Hey."
It was dark outside now but I had no idea how late it was. "I missed you today."
Her smile slipped and she shifted her gaze away from me. That was an odd reaction. "I missed you too," she replied, not looking at me.
I reached up and took her chin so I could turn her gaze back toward me. "What's wrong?"
She forced a smile. "Nothing."
She was lying. Something was definitely wrong. "Blaire, tell me the truth. You look upset. Something is wrong."
She started to pull away from me but I held her close. "Tell me, please." I begged.