Chapter 10
Wade reached out and gave Cassidy’s bump a pat. “By the looks of it, bro, you might be having two.”
“I am definitely not having any two babies,” Cassidy affirmed.
Wade laughed again. “It’s not like you can have an abortion,” he teased. “You’re a Republican. Hell, knocked up by accident, carrying the baby to term, you’re a family values wet dream.”
“Fuck that,” Cassidy said. “I’m not having any baby.”
Wade’s smile faded. “Cass, you can’t. You’re six months along. You’ve already got a little boy in there.”
“That’s not my fucking problem.”
“The hell it’s not. Put him up for adoption if you want to, bro, but I hate to break it to you: you’re havin’ a baby.”
“Or what?”
“Or I’m kickin’ your ass, is what. You think you’re gonna abort my little nephew cuz you’re too chicken-shit to pop him out, you can think again.”