Catching Summer (Second Chances, #6)(72)

I glanced up at Evan and then back to her. “I’m not sure. Can you repeat it?”

She brightened. “I said that you’re pregnant. When I examined you, I had a feeling then, but I wanted to get your blood tests back first to confirm. You’re only about three weeks along. As soon as you’re ready, I’m going to release you so you can get home and rest. You’re going to need it. Just make sure to make an appointment with your gynecologist first thing.”

“Oh my God,” I cried.

Angel smiled and started for the door. “While you’re processing all of this, I’ll give you some privacy. I’m sure you and Mr. Townsend have a lot to discuss.”

Lara cried even more and wrapped her arms around my neck. “I’m going to be an aunt. This is amazing. I’m so happy for you, sis.”

I didn’t know what to say, so I nodded and wiped away my tears. “Do you mind giving Evan and me a minute?” She nodded and scurried out the door, shutting it behind her.

Evan sat down on the bed and pulled me into his arms. “I can’t believe this. I’m going to be a father,” he murmured. I listened to his racing heart and breathed him in.

“You’re not upset?” I asked, peering up into his eyes.

He brushed the hair off my face with a gentle touch of his finger. “Hell, no. We both knew the risks with what we were doing.” Placing a hand on my stomach, he leaned down and kissed my belly. “I’m ready for this if you are.”

“I sure hope so. Because there’s no way I can handle a boy if he’s going to act like you.”

Chuckling, he kissed me hard, smiling widely. “And there’s no way in hell I could handle a little girl like you, especially if she gets your looks. I’ll be sitting on the front porch with a shotgun every time her boyfriends come over.”

I could see it all in my mind and I laughed. “Does this mean you see a future with me?” I asked softly.

Kissing me gently, he pressed his forehead against mine and looked into my eyes. “I don’t just see my future when I look at you. I see my whole world. I would give up anything and everything to be with you. Just tell me you feel the same way.”

“Hmm, I don’t know if I could give up everything. I kind of like my chocolate. Can we compromise and let me have you and chocolate?” I teased with a wide grin.

He shook his head, laughing. “Anything for you. I love you.”

“I love you, too…always.”





Epilogue


Summer


ONE MONTH LATER

When the investigation came to a close, it was confirmed that Philip had indeed paid off Levi Milner to sabotage Evan in hopes of ruining his football career, and he was also responsible for supplying Peter Trazinsky with the lethal dose of heroin. The media had finally calmed down, and it was nice to be able to walk around town without being harassed by reporters. It was easier being with Evan—when he was around, we weren’t hounded as much. I guess people were afraid of pissing him off. He was a big guy, so I could see why no one would want to get on his bad side. Luckily, we’d made it out of the house with no problems today.

“Where are we going?” I was blindfolded and had been ever since we got in the car.

“Can you not understand that it’s a surprise?” Evan said, chuckling. “We’re almost there.” He helped me out of the car and I stood there while he grabbed something out of the trunk and slammed it shut. “All right, I think we’re ready.” Taking my hand, he guided me to wherever we were going, snickering the entire time.

“I’m glad you think this is funny,” I griped.

“I do. Although I have to say you’re pretty sexy with that blindfold on. Might need to use it on you tonight.”

“Not unless I use it on you,” I countered seductively.

“Don’t tempt me with a good time. You sure have gotten horny here lately.”

I giggled. He was right. Ever since I got pregnant I hadn’t been able to keep my hands off him. He didn’t complain, though. “It’s the hormones. Gotta love ’em.”

“You have no f*cking idea.” Evan opened a door and led me inside. Immediately, I knew where we were because of the smell. I’d grown accustomed to the scent of fresh paint, locker rooms, and fried foods from the stadium. When he opened the door to the field, I could feel excitement bubbling in the air. We weren’t alone.

“I have to say I’m intrigued. Can I take off the blindfold? I know where we’re at.”

“You may know where we are, but I’m not ready yet. Bear with me, we just need to go up a few steps.” A few steps ended up being a million by the time we were done. It was a good thing I was only seven weeks pregnant and not fully ripe. I had only a tiny baby bump and a raging case of morning sickness. Once Evan stopped, I breathed a sigh of relief.

“All right, sunshine, you made it.”

As he took off the blindfold, I had to adjust to the light. The sun was shining with not a single cloud in the sky, but the breeze was cool. It was late December and we were still having sixty-degree weather. I wanted snow, but nothing could beat the lavish display Evan had set out for us.

“Evan, this is amazing,” I cried. The bleachers were lined with fluffy blankets, including a large pillow for me to lean on. “You even have a pillow.”