JAMES
Shock, disbelief, anger. Those were only some emotions running rampart through my brain. The others I couldn’t even name. Pregnant! By whom?
When I looked at Destiny, I could see her lips moving, but I couldn’t hear a fucking thing. I thought I was having a stroke.
“But that’s impossible!” I heard her say when my brain finally caught up with the rest of my body.
Fucking right!
“Oh, I assure you, the test is accurate.” The doctor still smiled like he didn’t destroy my life with that one word.
She cheated. She must have. Unless it is a fucking miracle, some immaculate conception. My balls clenched at the thought. Ronan fucking Walsh! He was about to die.
“James?” Destiny reached for me, but I gave her a look that turned her to stone.
Finally, the idiot doctor caught on. “Umm… I’ll give you two some privacy.” And he high-tailed it out of the room, closing the door behind him.