Page 90 of Busted Dreams

Whistling, I sent a thank you text to Graves and slipped the keys out of my pocket.

“Beck?”

Coming to an abrupt halt, I found a woman standing by Cherry.

“Yes?”

“Listen this is going to sound weird and you don’t know me, but…”

Oh, it dawned on me. She’d seen my videos and tracked me down. I knew this was a possibility, but I hadn’t realized it would happen this soon.

“You want a picture?” I smiled politely.

“No.” She jerked back. “I’m here for my cousin Jenny.”

“Oh, my bad. Who is your cousin?”

“You don’t know her?” She studied me hard under the lights of the parking lot.

“No, of course not.”

“She was one of your one-night stands four or five months ago.”

Now I really knew where this was going, and I could physically feel all the color leach from my face. It was the oddest feeling.

“She’s pregnant.”

It couldn’t be. I always used condoms. Always. I’d clear this up, then get back to my life. Because this was an obstacle that wouldn’t be so easy to push past. This particular one did have the power to bust the one dream I really had.

My future with Astrid.

To be continued in Vivid Fears