Page 26 of My Three Hometown Firefighters (Aspen Springs #2)

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Sienna

My elbows lean against the counter as I stare at the snowflakes slowly falling to the ground outside. My body might be at the shelter, but my mind is far away.

More specifically, it’s in all the places I’ve had sex with three incredible men lately.

I’ve had more sex in the last few months than I had in the rest of my life combined. That is absolutely crazy to admit, but I don’t regret a single second.

They set out with the goal to make me enjoy sex again, while helping me discover what I truly like.

I can wholeheartedly say that they have succeeded. I would shout it from the rooftops that I absolutely do love sex.

Well, maybe from a rooftop where no one else is around.

I never knew it could be like this… Fun? Amazing? Life-changing?

I’ve been fighting for a while to keep my heart removed from what we’re doing, but lately it’s started to seem like an uphill battle that I’m sure to lose.

As clearly as I can see the trainwreck looming at the end of the track, I can’t seem to pull myself away from them.

Every time I’m around any or all of them, my entire body is set on fire. They’ve given me the key to a part of myself I had no idea existed.

I’m jarred out of my thoughts when my new employee, Shawn, taps me on the shoulder. I shake my head, turning to look at him.

He’s a student at the local community college, so he was a perfect fit for the part-time position Hadley vacated last month.

“Sorry to bother you. I just have a question,” he says.

“Don’t worry about it. What’s up?”

He scratches the side of his head. “I think the new dog might be pregnant,” he says, pointing down the hall to where he was doing intake for the golden retriever that was dropped off this morning.

I follow him to the kennel he has her in. I didn’t notice anything at first glance, but now that he’s mentioned it, I think he might be right.

“I’ll call the vet and have her stop by to check her out,” I tell him. I head into my office, making the phone call.

As soon as I hang up the phone, the word “pregnant” blares through my brain. I hadn’t thought about it until right now, but I’m late.

With fumbling hands, I pull my phone from my pocket.

Yup, nine days late. How in the hell did I not realize this sooner?

Probably distracted by all of the man muscles and penises.

I drag in a shaky breath as my mind starts to spiral.

There’s no way.

I rest my face in my hands.

But I’m always on time.

I groan and grab my purse. I give Shawn an excuse that I don’t even really process as to why I need to leave.

I’m in my car driving to the grocery store, before I’ve really decided on a plan of action.

Stupid men and their magical cocks. Three magical cocks to be exact.

I pace back and forth across my living room floor. I’m probably going to wear a hole in the carpet during this five-minute wait.

Five minutes usually seems like such a short time, but not now. Not when I’m waiting to see if the entire trajectory of my life is being altered.

Not that having a baby would be the end of my world. I’ve always wanted kids. I just didn’t think it would be happening right now.

Shhh… you don’t even know if it is happening right now.

The timer on my stove goes off. I guess it’s time. Don’t ask why I didn’t use the timer on my phone. It isn’t like I’m thinking clearly right now.

I turn the timer off and stand there, frozen, with my hands braced on the corners of the stove. I’ve paced around waiting for the time to tick down, but now that it has, I can’t make my feet move toward the bathroom.

You can do this.

I drag in a lungful of air and slowly let it out.

You’re brave. You’ve got this.

With my newfound determination, I pad into the bathroom. I grip the box where I hid the stick. I pull it out, keeping the screen face down.

One, two, three.

I flip it over and am met with one single word. Pregnant.