Pregnant

Harley Finley

*Two years later.*

There was no way.

No fucking way.

The world must have ended.

I must have died.

And I couldn't tell if it was heaven or the depths of hell.

With my gut twisted and my eyes watering, I snatched the godforsaken pregnancy test from the counter and rushed through the house.

Even in my panicked state, I tip toed, trying hard not to wake the boys.

I just spent an hour trying to get Jacob to nap and convince Levi to watch TV so I could finally think for myself. There was no way in hell - which is probably where I am - I was going to rile them up by yelling at their father.

The door to the garage flung open, a little more dramatic than I wished but my point got across quickly.

Colten peered up to me, stopping whatever stupid project he had started on the death trap he had begged me to keep.

"What the fuck did you do?!" I yelled after closing the garage door quietly then approached him with long, quick steps.

Ones that showed I was going to strangle him. I'd tak