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“Of course. What’s up?”

I chew on my bottom lip, casting another glance towards the guys. “I think I might be pregnant. Right now.”

“What?!” Her eyes light up. “Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god!”

“Shhh,” I laugh. “I don’t know yet. I didn’t take a test. But I’m late. Not by much, but my periods have always been on time. Plus, I’ve been feeling off; more moody, sensitive to certain foods. Plus, there's just this feeling, you know.”

She nods. “I know. I felt that too, right before finding out I was pregnant with this little one.” She rubs at her belly. “You know, I have some leftover pregnancy tests in the bathroom down the hall. They’re under the sink. Why don’t you go take one?”

“Really?” I ask, not sure if I should or not.

Part of me feels like I might be disappointed if it comes back negative.

Scratch that, I know I would be.

I want to be pregnant. I want to see the guys be this way with our own baby. I know they would be the best dads, and seeing them now like this... fuck, I need it.

“Go,” she encourages, pure excitement on her face. “Do it. Find out. You know it’s killing you.”

“It really is. Fuck, Liv. I never thought I'd want kids. But with them?” I look over to see Maverick holding Ellie now, and my heart explodes. “I want it so bad.”

“Ahhh. Just think if you are. We’d get to raise our kids together.”

“I’d love that.” I smile, my eagerness to find out growing. “Okay. I’m going to do it.”

“Yay!” she cheers, clapping her hands together.

“Wish me luck.” I take a deep breath as I stand.

“Luck, babe.” She blows me a kiss.

I walk over to the guys. “I’m gonna be right back, just need to pee real quick.”

I smile down at the baby, waving.

“You okay?” Maverick searches my eyes.

“Yeah.” I smile. “I’m fine.”

As I walk down the hallway toward the bathroom, the need to find out becomes almost too much.

Closing the door behind me, I crouch down and open the cabinet under the sink. I find the unopened pregnancy test and grab it.

“Please be positive,” I whisper.

This is not at all where I thought my life would be, but fuck, I don’t think I have a single complaint.

Here goes nothing.

Chapter Thirty

Cove

“Breathe, Cove, just breathe,” I tell myself as I pace back and forth in the bathroom, my hand resting on my pounding heart.

I chew on my lower lip, waiting for the three minutes to be up.

What if it’s negative? I don’t want it to be. But I know getting my hopes up isn’t fair. We’ve only been at this for a few weeks now. If it doesn’t happen this time, it will happen next time.