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Story: Black Flag
“Are you pregnant?” Hisvoice was soft but I heard every word.
Shocked, I bit my lip. Hewas tired but lucid.
Searching his gaze, Iknew I would be honest with him as I had always been. “Yes,” I whisperedgauging his reaction.
His lips twitched intoa half smile nodding carefully, his eyes blinking as sleep began to overtakehim.
“Jameson?” I askedhesitantly. I didn’t want to push or upset him, but I couldn’t stand notknowing for another minute if he was okay with that.
Would he still want me?Was he mad?
This was hardly plannedand not exactly what he needed right now but it happened and we couldn’t takeit back.
“Hmm?”He was fading.
“Are you...” my voice faded into a barely-therewhisper, and he forced his eyes to mine once again, “Are you...okay with that?”
I stood in an agony ofdread, anticipation, and fear. He stared at me intently for a long time, and Ibegan to feel light-headed again, on the verge of tears, thinking the worst.
Finally, his eyes shutand he sighed. A small smile curved one side of his mouth, and my heart leaptin true happiness for the first time since I’d watched the accident ontelevision. It was my smile.
“Yes.” he murmured.
I pressed my fingers tomy lips to contain my sobs once again, this time in joy.
He breathed deeply,carefully, and his hand reached for mine. I squeezed it gently.
“Everything’s...going to be all right.” He murmured.
I stood watch over himuntil his body relaxed into sleep. Then I threw up again.
When I walked out ofJameson’s room to let him sleep, I immediately walked up to Emma, who was nowtalking with Jimi.
“Did you tell him?” I demandedinterrupting their conversation. I should have felt bad but I didn’t. Not whenI specifically asked hernotto tell anyone.
“Tell him what?” Emmalooked at me confused as Aiden slung his arm around her.
“Jameson,” I sighedharshly. “Did you tell him I’m pregnant?”
“No,” she gasped and Ithen realized exactlyhowloud my voice was. Jameson’s entire family,including many members of his crew, gawked at me.
Can you say awkward?
“You’re pregnant?”Jimi, Jameson’s dad, and owner of his NASCAR Winston Cup team he raced for,asked with a look of pure shock. Jimi wasn’t the type of man to show shock butnow, he was.
“I...uh...shit.”
What do I say now? Do Iadmit it? Do I say just kidding?
Ah...crap...I think I’m gonna besick again.
My hand instinctively fellto my stomach as the rush of nausea hit me. I swayed trying to gain focus andsomething to say that didn’t sound stupid.
Nancy wrapped her armsaround me in a motherly way that only she could. “Yes, she’s pregnant but wedon’tneed the whole goddamn hospital finding out, Spencer...Emma.” She gave them both warningglares.
“I didn’t sayanything.” Spencer defended holding his arms up but immediately grinned inresponse. “I didn’t even know, until now.”
“I know,” Nancy agreed.“But youwill.”
Shocked, I bit my lip. Hewas tired but lucid.
Searching his gaze, Iknew I would be honest with him as I had always been. “Yes,” I whisperedgauging his reaction.
His lips twitched intoa half smile nodding carefully, his eyes blinking as sleep began to overtakehim.
“Jameson?” I askedhesitantly. I didn’t want to push or upset him, but I couldn’t stand notknowing for another minute if he was okay with that.
Would he still want me?Was he mad?
This was hardly plannedand not exactly what he needed right now but it happened and we couldn’t takeit back.
“Hmm?”He was fading.
“Are you...” my voice faded into a barely-therewhisper, and he forced his eyes to mine once again, “Are you...okay with that?”
I stood in an agony ofdread, anticipation, and fear. He stared at me intently for a long time, and Ibegan to feel light-headed again, on the verge of tears, thinking the worst.
Finally, his eyes shutand he sighed. A small smile curved one side of his mouth, and my heart leaptin true happiness for the first time since I’d watched the accident ontelevision. It was my smile.
“Yes.” he murmured.
I pressed my fingers tomy lips to contain my sobs once again, this time in joy.
He breathed deeply,carefully, and his hand reached for mine. I squeezed it gently.
“Everything’s...going to be all right.” He murmured.
I stood watch over himuntil his body relaxed into sleep. Then I threw up again.
When I walked out ofJameson’s room to let him sleep, I immediately walked up to Emma, who was nowtalking with Jimi.
“Did you tell him?” I demandedinterrupting their conversation. I should have felt bad but I didn’t. Not whenI specifically asked hernotto tell anyone.
“Tell him what?” Emmalooked at me confused as Aiden slung his arm around her.
“Jameson,” I sighedharshly. “Did you tell him I’m pregnant?”
“No,” she gasped and Ithen realized exactlyhowloud my voice was. Jameson’s entire family,including many members of his crew, gawked at me.
Can you say awkward?
“You’re pregnant?”Jimi, Jameson’s dad, and owner of his NASCAR Winston Cup team he raced for,asked with a look of pure shock. Jimi wasn’t the type of man to show shock butnow, he was.
“I...uh...shit.”
What do I say now? Do Iadmit it? Do I say just kidding?
Ah...crap...I think I’m gonna besick again.
My hand instinctively fellto my stomach as the rush of nausea hit me. I swayed trying to gain focus andsomething to say that didn’t sound stupid.
Nancy wrapped her armsaround me in a motherly way that only she could. “Yes, she’s pregnant but wedon’tneed the whole goddamn hospital finding out, Spencer...Emma.” She gave them both warningglares.
“I didn’t sayanything.” Spencer defended holding his arms up but immediately grinned inresponse. “I didn’t even know, until now.”
“I know,” Nancy agreed.“But youwill.”
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