Page 27 of My Three Hometown Firefighters (Aspen Springs #2)

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Sienna

I’m crashing out right now. My brain can’t even formulate complete thoughts. I get halfway through one before my mind pinballs to something different.

The only thing clearly sticking out in the mess that is my mind is that I am pregnant.

I’m actually pregnant.

My breath starts to come out far too quickly. I can’t do this. I clutch at my chest. I just want a hug.

Before I can think it all the way through, I pick up my phone. I press Hadley’s name, setting it on the counter on speaker phone.

“Hey,” she says, her voice cheery.

“Hi,” I barely manage to get out through choppy breaths.

“Sienna, what’s wrong?” she asks, her worry evident. Obviously, I sound as bad as I feel.

“I need you.”

Wow. The world must be ending if those words are falling freely from my mouth.

I hear a clatter. “Your apartment?”

“Yes.”

A door slams, followed by the engine of her car starting. “I’m on my way. I’ll be there in five.”

I don’t say anything, but neither of us ends the call until she walks into my bathroom. She sits down beside me where I’m leaning against the tub.

She grabs my hand. “What’s going on, bestie?”

I point to the counter where the pink box is visible.

Her eyes widen. “Oh, okay.” She turns to face me more. “I’m assuming it's positive.”

I nod.

“How are we feeling about this?” she asks, and her voice is gentle.

That right there is the problem. I have no idea how to feel about this.

“I don’t know,” I admit as the first tear tracks down my face.

She wraps her arms around me. “That’s okay. It looks like you just found out.” Her hand makes soothing circles on my back. “This is a big deal. It’s okay to not know what you’re going to do or how you even feel about it just yet.”

She’s right. I know she is, but damn. The weight of all this feels suffocating.

“Why don’t we go back to my place for a girls’ day? Evelyn is at school, and the guys are at work. Maybe getting out of here for a bit will help clear your mind.”

I take a deep breath. “Okay.”

She pulls me up from the floor and grabs some sweats for me to change into. I make sure there’s enough food and water in Nacho’s bowls, and we leave.

As soon as we’re in her car, Hadley starts giggling. “Girl, I didn’t even know you were seeing anyone.”

I have no idea why this is the first time I’ve thought about the three men on the other side of this pregnancy. One of them is the father of this baby. Fuck.

Hadley prods a little more. “ Are you seeing anyone?” When I hesitate, she adds, “Shit. That was nosy. You don’t need to tell me if you don’t want to.”

“I think I need to talk about it.”

She nods. I’ve put off talking to her about the entire situation because I knew it wasn’t going to last, but mainly because it involves her older brother.

Right now, though, I don’t care that Grayson is her brother. I just need to talk to my friend. So I do.

I tell her the entire story. I start with everything that happened with Grayson two years ago to everything that’s transpired in the last couple of months.

Hadley pulls up the long, gravel driveway that leads to her house. She puts the car in park and turns to stare at me with wide eyes.

“I’m just going to try to forget that Grayson is my brother for the sake of this conversation. Deal?” she asks, cringing.

“Deal,” I say, letting out a small laugh.

“You’re telling me you have not one but three friends with benefits who have been showing you how fun sex can be for two months, and you never told me about it?”

“Brother, remember?” I say.

She rolls her eyes. “Ugh… fucking Grayson.”

“Yeah, that’s what I’ve been doing.” I genuinely laugh for the first time in hours.

She looks horrified. “Fuck me,” she groans, getting out of her car. She marches up the steps to the front porch. “I mean, get yours, girl. Being with three guys is…” She pinches all her fingers together and kisses them.

“Yeah, I know. All that sex is what led to this.” I point to my stomach.

“Right,” she says, cringing as she opens the front door. “Too soon.”

I make myself comfortable on their huge sectional. Hadley grabs a couple pints of ice cream from the freezer and holds them both out to me. I choose strawberry cheesecake.

“Did you guys use protection?” she asks.

“Not condoms, but I’m on the pill.”

She nods. “Did you ever forget to take it or anything?” she asks, taking a big bite of her chocolate ice cream.

I dig my spoon around to get the perfect bite. “No, I always took it.”

We both sit there in silence, trying to figure out what happened. Hadley gasps. “You were on antibiotics when you got strep, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Did you guys use condoms after that?”

“Uh, no…” I say, not understanding where she’s going with this.

“Antibiotics can make birth control less effective,” she says sympathetically, like it will do anything to help at this point.

My eyes widen. “That’s a thing?” I ask, my voice louder.

“They probably told you at the doctor’s office.”

“I was so out of it. I don’t remember anything they told me other than ‘strep throat.’” I groan, shoving my face against a pillow. “They’re going to kill me.”

“Who’s going to kill you?” she asks.

“The guys.”

“No, they aren’t. Sienna, look at me.”

I lift my face from the pillow.

“I don’t know Tucker or Warren well, but they both seem like great guys.

I don’t think they’re going to react with anything less than respect and support for you.

Grayson, I do know. I know that he has wanted to be a dad his whole life, but he’s also a fierce advocate of women’s rights.

He was raised by a single mom. He will be in your corner no matter what you choose to do because you do have choices.

This isn’t a done deal. You can do whatever works for you. ”

The tears start to well up in my eyes again.

Fuck. I love my best friend so much. Why didn’t I talk to her about this whole situationship sooner?

“And if they don’t do that…” She holds up her spoon like a knife. “I’ll chop their balls off. Especially if it’s Grayson.”

And it’s because of my bestie that I find myself laughing yet again on one of the most life-altering days I’ve ever had.

We spend the rest of the day watching movies and eating junk food. When Evelyn gets home from school, we all paint each other’s nails.

Even when her men get home from work, she doesn’t say anything. They can clearly see something’s up, but they don’t pry.

They also don’t question it when I’m the one who sleeps with Hadley in her extremely oversized bed instead of them that night.

As we crawl under the covers, I start to giggle. “I can see the need for a monstrosity of a bed like this.”

“That many bodies pressed that close together is too hot to sleep. Also, none of my men are as big as Warren. I’m sure that’s a tight fit.”

“In more ways than one,” I say, biting my lip.

She leans up on her elbow. Her mouth gapes open. “Warren has a big dick?”

“Maybe.”

“How big?” Her eyes grow wider, if that’s even possible.

I show her an estimation with my hands.

“Holy fuck. You’re so tiny. Your poor pussy.”

We both fall into a fit of laughter.

As I fall asleep, I know somehow this will all work out. I still have no idea what I’m going to do, and I know I need to give myself time to process everything.

Deep down, I know that in the end it will all be okay… somehow.