Baby Be Mine(Spinsters & Casanovas Series Book 1)(107)

“Hunter.” Clarice pulled back with tears in her eyes. “Did you hear that?” she asked him softly. “I’m pregnant.” And then she smiled at him, and it made his heart jump. And he wanted to kiss her again. He wanted to embrace her again. He didn’t know where that feeling had come from, but he realized he wanted this woman. God help him, he wanted her. But before he could respond, she closed her eyes and collapsed on him.

“Jesus, Clarice,” Hunter yelled, which alerted the doctor, who came running around his desk to help assist Clarice too.

“Deary me,” Dr. Flint said, scratching his head. “Must be the excitement of having the little one. Don’t you worry, Mr. Mason. I’ll look after your wife. If you could just wait in the waiting room for now.” And before he knew what happened, Clarice was taken out off his hands and he was ushered out of the room, colliding with the many nurses that came scurrying in.

What the hell just happened? Hunter came stumbling out of the doctor’s office. Clarice was pregnant. And she was happy. And now she had fainted.

Hunter could feel a little stabbing pain in his heart. He couldn’t understand what it was. He was so confused and so numb. He just didn’t know how to react anymore. What was wrong with him? How come he felt this way? Who was the father? He wanted to just bash the bastard’s face.

All of a sudden, anger emerged within him and he swore loudly. He ran his hands through his hair roughly. What in the bloody devil was wrong with him? She already had someone. Why did it concern him so much? Shouldn’t he be thinking about his mysterious goddess? Why had he stopped searching for her and now focused all his energy on that avocado? For Christ sake, she was pregnant, so why was he still thinking about her? God, he needed to cool himself down. He needed to get some air.

Fern saw Hunter coming out of the doctor’s office, looking like he’d just seen a ghost.

“Hunter!” Fern came running over. “What’s wrong? What happened to Clarice?”

Hunter couldn’t respond. He didn’t know how to answer his friend’s question. He felt if he said the words, somehow his world would fall apart.

“Hunter!” Fern urged. “Did something happen to Clarice? Fern wants to know.”

“She just has low blood pressure.” Hunter lied. “She’s being looked after now.” God, he tried to suppress his emotions. It was so damn hard and so bloody painful.

“You should have said so in the first place. Fern was so worried,” Fern said with ease, then went back to her seat with her magazine in hand and started reading again. But not before she took in the sight of her friend’s distraught face.

She knew it. Clarice must be someone important to Hunter. Otherwise, he wouldn’t look like he’d just been to hell and back. She must ask him how serious his feelings were towards Clarice. But now wasn’t the time. She promised herself she would dig into this drama later.

“When will Clarice be going back home?” she asked instead.

“I don’t know,” Hunter said numbly. “Why don’t you go? I’ll wait for her.”

“Are you sure?”

Hunter nodded, still in shock.

“Okay, you take care,” Fern said, looking at her friend. “You sure look pale too. Fern will take her leave now, then.”

When Fern left, Hunter slumped back in his chair and shuffled his hair. He really didn’t know what to do anymore. He really didn’t know how to act anymore. All he knew right now was he was mad, frustrated, afraid, hurt, and most of all shocked. All because of that news.