Dirty Sexy Alphas (Twenty Book Box Set) - Hannah Ford Page 0,291

shook her head. “No.”

“Well, then, that’s the first order of business. You need to know for sure and then you can either get drunk or gorge on chocolate. And whichever it is, I’ll be right there with you.”

Harper leaned over and laid her head on Kye’s shoulder. “Thank you.”

“What are friends for?” Kylie wrapped her arms around Harpers shoulder and gave her a squeeze. “Now come with me. I’ve got a test in the cabinet and we will do this together. Do you need something to drink so you can pee? I’d make mimosa’s but that might not be the best thing. What if you got a false alcohol induced positive something? Can that even happen?”

They stood and Harper followed Kylie into the bathroom.

“Not sure that’s how it all works,” Harper said, sitting on the edge of the bathtub while Kylie dug around in a large cabinet. Her triumphant “AHA “echoed in the room and Harper’s heart skipped a beat. This was it. Moment of truth.

Sweat beaded on her forehead and her fingers felt tingly then numb.

What if it’s positive? What if it’s negative? What if...She swallowed against the huge lump in her throat. This was the first time that she’d ever peed on a stick like that.

Her stomach rolled and she took a breath. “So why do you have that anyway?”

Kylie looked at her sideways and pulled the package from the box. “Well, every once in awhile I get the urge to pee on something and since it’s socially frowned upon to lift my leg in public, I get one of these things out and pee on it since that the whole point of them and sometimes I even howl a time or two and the urge goes away.”

Laughter burst from Harper’s chest. When Kylie lifted her leg next to the cabinet, Harper almost fell off the edge of the tub because her body shook so hard. Her friend was crazy.

“You are the weirdest person I know, Kye,” Harper said when she could finally talk, “but thank you for that. I needed to laugh.” The tension had faded enough so that Harper could take a breath now and with its release, she was ready to know for sure.

Kylie must have seen it in her eyes because she handed the test to Harper and stood up. “I’ll be right here as soon as you’re done.”

When the door closed, Harper sat for a few minutes just staring at the wrapped test. She should have been doing this with Ethan, but he father made sure to screw that up too. God, what if it was positive. Could she really do it alone?

Do what? A voice in her head whispered. You don’t even know for sure yet.

With a heavy sigh, she read the directions and did everything she had to exactly as it said. When she was done, she set the white test on the counter and washed her hands. Kylie came in with a kitchen timer and set it to two minutes. The ticking echoed in the small room as Kylie sat and took her hand. Neither of them said a word. When the timer dinged, Harper jumped.

“Ready?” Kylie asked, squeezing her hand.

She wanted to shout that she wasn’t ready; to look at the test; to have a child.

“Want me to do it?” her best friend asked softly.

“No, I need to look first.” Harper stood and crossed to the vanity, then picked up the test. Her heart thundered against her ribs. What was she looking at? Two lines meant positive right? She looked down and for a second, everything stopped. Pressure built in her chest until it felt like she was going to burst apart.

She turned to Kylie and promptly burst into tears.

“Oh sweetie, it’s positive?” Kylie asked, standing and wrapping her arms around Harper. “I’m so sorry.”

Harper sucked in air and tried to get herself under control. This was ludicrous. The sinking feeling in her stomach should not even be there.

“It’s negative,” Harper finally whispered, trying desperately to push down the crushing disappointment that should, in all reality, be relief. “I’m not pregnant.”

Kylie pulled back just enough to brush Harper’s hair from her face. The understanding Harper saw only made it worse.

“You wanted it to be positive?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” Harper said between sobs. “It’s stupid right? Ethan hates me because of what my father is doing and we don’t even know each other at all…”

“But you like him?”

“I really do, Kye. He’s...being with him makes me feel different. With