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Didn’t threaten him.

Didn’t ask if he loved me.

Didn’t ask when he was leaving Sam.

Nothing.

I looked down at Collin.

He had stopped eating and fallen asleep against me, milk sitting at the corner of his little mouth.

I wiped it with my thumb.

“Your daddy got a lot of shit going on, huh?”

His little mouth moved in his sleep.

I looked back at my phone.

Thanksgiving at Levin’s.

Everybody together.

And this time, I wasn’t going into that house worried about whether Xay was going to look at me too long.

I was watching him.

Especially around Avery.

Because if there was something there?

I was going to fucking see it.

AVERY

“FUCK!”

I stared down at the two pink lines like maybe if I stared long enough one of them would disappear.

It didn’t.

I picked the pregnancy test up off the bathroom counter and held it closer to my face.

Still two.

“Ain’t no fucking way.”

I sat on the toilet and covered my face with both hands.

This shit was too soon to be Keith’s.

Way too fucking soon.

Which meant⁠—

“Stupid-ass Xavier.”

I sighed and looked at the test again.