Snowbound Series Book 12
It's Halloween and Thea is scared. The pregnancy test came back positive and being single, thirty-eight, and living at home with her very controlling mother is not a great way to start a family. She really doesn’t know what she’s going to do and there’s absolutely no one she can talk to about this.
And Nick—well the problem with telling Nick is Thea can’t convince herself he wants to be a Dad. Maybe someday he will, but not by surprise; not like this; not on the night of the big Halloween party he’s hosting at his bar. At least in October it can’t snow…BUY THE eBOOK *** READ THE EXCERPT
Thea Clarke watched the two pink lines appear on the pregnancy test with a feeling of dread hardening in her stomach. How could it be positive? She’d only missed her pill a couple of times this month. How could the test be positive?
Her knees felt weak so she let herself sink down onto the toilet seat, still staring at the two pink lines on the little stick. What was she going to do? Her boyfriend, Nick Morrow, and she weren’t even living with each other yet. They’d been dating less than a year and she really didn’t know how he was going to react to this. And even if her substantially younger boyfriend didn’t panic—even if he somehow crazily decided he wanted Thea to move in with him and maybe get married, what was she going to do about Mom? The old woman would lose her house without Thea taking care of the ungrateful thing and Mom hated Nick because he owned and operated a bar and Mom was completely opposed to the consumption of any alcoholic beverages. At least she didn’t seem to have a problem with Nick being white.
What was she going to do? She couldn’t even count on her sister, Becka, to help. Becka had spent most of the last year guilt-tripping Thea into staying with their mother because she was far too selfish to take care of the old woman herself.
“Oh, God, Mom!” she whispered, fear screeching cacophonously inside her head. How was she ever going to tell Mom? It was going to be even worse than telling Nick. He might be scared off, but at least he wasn’t going to yell at her over this—make her feel like a whore who’d been selling herself on street corners—when in fact she’d been a thirty-eight year old virgin when she’d started going out with Nick after meeting him at his New Year’s Eve party last year. How could she have been so damn careless? What was she going to do with a child?
As if the devil could hear Thea’s concerns, her mother chose that moment to knock on the bathroom door. “Thea, you’ve been in there an awfully long time. Is everything all right?”
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