Page 146 of My Brother's Enemy

“You got a feeling?”

He was teasing, but I had a feeling the morning Dane and Lindy called last fall to tell us they were pregnant for a fourth time. I had a feeling the morning when Skylar called us crying because Zoey had a breakthrough in therapy. And it was just like the feeling I had the morning when the Grays won the seventh game in their last playoffs. The one that sent them for the championship trophy as well.

I moved my hand so it was covering my stomach.

He tracked my movement, his eyes going wide. His mouth fell open. “Wha?—”

I whispered, “Yeah. I got a feeling.”

“Are—” He was speechless. “Are you serious? Are you sure?” He grew alarmed. “Should you be sitting like this? We had sex last night. Like, hard sex. Can we do that? We shouldn’t have done that. You’re pregnant? Right? That’s what you’re saying?”

Happiness coursed through me. This was the ultimate happiness and I nodded, my voice breaking. “Yeah. We’re going to have a baby.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Does this mean we can finally get married?”

I burst out laughing and shifted to straddle him. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I said, “Yes. We can finally get married.”

“And that means we can tell people we’ve been engaged for two years now?”

“Yes.”

“We can make it official?”

“Yes.”

“Can we?—”

“Can you shut up and kiss me?”

“I’ll kiss you forever.”

I tightened my arms around his neck and raised myself higher so I was face to face with him. “Promise?”

His eyes darkened. “Promise.”

And he did.