Anderson took a moment to take in Evelyn’s words. She was pregnant, and it was with his child. That’s why her scent changed but still smelled familiar. Fear tried to take over his heart, but he took several calming breaths and looked down at his mate. Yes, he was still afraid for her, but another emotion pushed out the fear, joy.
“You’re pregnant?” he asked just to make sure he heard her right.
“Yes, and it is your baby Anderson,” she replied and he could smell her fear. She was afraid he was going to do what he had always done, run.
“That is amazing!” he gushed and bent down to place a loving kiss upon her lips. When he pulled back, he could see the confusion on her face.
“It is?” she asked, pulling back from his embrace. Anderson smiled at her and leaned in to nuzzle her neck and then kiss his way down to her belly. Inside of her was his cub.
“Yes. I won’t lie and say I’m not scared because I still am. Now though there is this sense of awe. It has taken over my body. I won’t ask you to let me mate you now. I’m going to show you how amazing I can be and now I can be a wonderful father too,” he explained crushing her tightly against his body.
“You have no idea how scared I was to tell you,” she replied, and he kissed the top of her head.
“I don’t blame you at all. When are you due?” Anderson looked down at his mate. She had her hair pulled away from her face in a braid down her back.
“March seventeenth.” He reached out and pulled the hair tie out of her braid and began to undo her braid. He liked her best with her hair down and wild. Running his fingers through her hair she practically purred in his arms.
“That is wonderful. Do you want to go and eat?” he asked, hearing the timer blaring for the hundredth time. To answer her stomach rumbled and he chuckled.
“Come on. We can talk through everything over dinner,” he announced, getting out of bed to get dressed again. He watched Evvy put on a pair of yoga pants and a loose-fitting shirt. Unable to resist he kissed her again slipping his tongue into her mouth. She responded without hesitating, her tongue twining with his.
“Thank you for giving us another chance,” he whispered as she pulled away from the kiss.
“I love you Anderson and I’ve wanted you from the second I saw you at Roxie’s house,” she shared and he almost tossed her back onto the bed to kiss her again. The only thing stopping him was the grumbling coming from her stomach.
“Let’s eat,” he said instead and pulled her into the kitchen. Pushing her into a chair he walked over to the oven and took the slightly crispy chicken parmesan out.
“Smells amazing,” she announced taking a deep breath. He smiled and dished it up walking over to the table with two plates.
“I hope it tastes all right, I’ve never made it before,” he admitted. A smile tugged at her lips as she cut a piece and put it in her mouth. Anderson waited with bated breath, praying it tasted okay.
“This is delicious,” she gushed, cutting another piece and quickly eating it. Anderson released the breath he’d been holding and ate his own meal.
“How have you been feeling?” he asked curious how she hid this all from everyone.
“To be honest, I didn’t want to believe it. My mom pointed out the symptoms I’d been having were like pregnancy. It took dinner with Roxie for me to take a pregnancy test. I then went to the doctor about two weeks ago to get it confirmed. They did blood work to find out the sex of the baby, and I went for an ultrasound today. Roxie went with me because I was nervous,” she shared, and he stared at her in surprise. She had been dealing with all of this on her own, and he missed the first ultrasound.
“So do you know?” He wanted to know if she knew.
“Not yet. I was going to wait until I told you about the baby,” she replied.
“When were you going to tell me?”
“At my twelve-week mark. That is when the second trimester starts and losing a baby is less likely.” He nodded, understanding her reasoning.
“Want to find out now?” he asked polishing off his meal. She too had finished and was nibbling on garlic bread.
“Okay.” Evelyn got up and went to her purse. She pulled out an envelope and brought it back to the table.
“Do you have a preference?” Evelyn asked him and he shook his head.
“Boy or girl as long as the baby is healthy,” he answered. Watching her, she opened the envelope with shaky fingers. She pulled out the paper and unfolded it. There in the center of the paper was the word boy. Anderson couldn’t believe it, he was getting the little boy he always dreamed of but never thought he’d have.
“It’s a boy,” Evelyn cried and he looked up to see tears falling down her face. Jumping out of his chair and kneeling at her feet in a panic he asked,
“What’s wrong, baby?” Taking her hands in his he squeezed worried something was terribly wrong.
“Nothing. I am happy,” she laughed through her tears. Anderson stared at her and shook his head. She had scared the crap out of him.
“Then why are you crying?” He had no idea what to do with a happy crying woman.
“I’m happy. We are having a baby boy and I’ve got you back in my life,” she explained and hugged him around the neck. He sighed and rubbed her back gently.
“Want dessert? I bought a chocolate cheesecake,” he said, changing the subject.
“My favorite!” she exclaimed, and he smiled. Getting up, he walked to her fridge and brought out the cake. He’d had the bakery pre-slice it for him so all he had to do was plate it.
“Anderson this has been an amazing dinner. Thank you for spoiling me,” she thanked him and he felt guilty.
“Don’t thank me. I screwed up royally and wanted you to see we are right together. I’m sorry I didn’t figure it out sooner.”
“What matters now is that you did,” she replied and dug into the cheesecake.
“What were you going to do with the baby if we hadn’t made up?” he asked looking around her one-bedroom apartment.
“I was thinking of looking for a house. I have plenty saved up for a down payment,” she explained, and he nodded.
“Would you be opposed to me offering to help? I know you want us to take things slow because I’ve been unreliable.” He reached out to touch her hand.
“I think we have time to come to that decision. I am only eight weeks along so we have time to decide if moving in together is the right thing to do,” she replied and his heart hurt. He knew he had hurt her badly if she was rejecting his offer to live together.
“I promise I am going to show you I can be the mate you deserve. Can we revisit this conversation when you are six months along? I would like you to move into a new home well before your due date in case you want to have anything changed about the house,” he countered and she nodded.
“Let’s just take this one day at a time,” she replied, and he smiled, giving her a kiss on the cheek.
“Can I make love to you again?” he asked, feeling his desire for her surge when she gave him a lust-filled look.
“God yes,” she agreed, standing and letting him bring her back into the bedroom to ravish her all night long.
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