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Kai closes his eyes for a second, as if steadying himself, then looks at me. “I’m in this, Hurricane. No matter what you decide. I don’t know what the future holds, but this?” He gestures between us. “This doesn’t change my feelings for you.”

My chest tightens, the fear I’ve been holding back pushing to the surface. “And if it’s not yours?”

Kai doesn’t hesitate. He just pulls me into his chest; arms wrapped around me like a shield against the storm inside my head.

He doesn’t say anything.

He doesn’t have to.

47

Shit Dads Club

Nate to Carina: We’re going to be the fun uncle and auntie! [delivered]

Kai

"WhatamIsupposedto do?"

Nate stares at me, blinking rapidly like he’s still buffering. "She’s pregnant? For sure?"

I lean my head against the pink sofa cushions. We’re in his living room—Carina took Tess out for lunch, so I’m using the time to get advice. Tess gave me permission to tell Nate about the paternity question, knowing I needed someone to talk to.

"If the bajillion tests she took are to be trusted."

"Shit."

"That’s not all."

"Don’t tell me—it’s an alien," he jokes.

"It might not bemine."

Silence.

More silence.

Then Nate bolts upright. "She cheated on you? When the fuck did she even have time—"

"No, dumbass." I swallow hard, hating the reminder. "Nikolai."

Nate’s jaw drops. "Oh—oh fuck."

He sinks back down, deflating like someone cut his strings.

I rake a hand through my hair—too long and overdue for a cut. "Yep."

"What are you gonna do?" he asks.

I shrug. "We haven’t really had a chance to discuss all the options yet—but whatever she wants, I’ll support her."

Nate coughs into his hand. "Whipped."

I smack him in the chest. "Like you can talk. You’re fucking obsessed."

His face lights up. "Have you seen my fiancée? Who wouldn’t be?"

I groan, shaking my head. "I don’t know how to be a father."