Page 79 of 10 Things Aliens Hate About You
Wyatt held up his three-fingered scout salute.
“It’s a good thing we got married last week because I’m pregnant and now we won’t have to explain to my brothers…as much.”
“Pregnant? Explain, as much?” That sounded bad. “Are you saying that the very first time we were together…” He didn’t finish the sentence. “Did you know before we got married?”
Valene made a face, which probably meant yes, she’d known from the day after they’d slept together.
“I wasn’t absolutely certain, but I knew it was a distinct possibility.”
“It was always a possibility.”
“Her expression changed to one of distress. Are you upset?”
“No. I’m just surprised. I mean, I can’t believe it.” He grinned wide. “But make no mistake, I can’t wait to be a dad.”
Valene released a long, relieved-sounding breath. “Whew.”
“But are you okay? I mean, do you feel okay?” He hugged her close as dual feelings of concern and fatherly pride circled inside. His parents were going to freak out with joy. This would be their first grandchild.
“I feel great. Although I don’t expect that to last. A friend from school told me once that she hurled for a couple of months early on.”
“Does anyone else know?”
Valene grinned. “Nope. I wanted to tell you first. That’s not to say that Aunt Dixie and my mother haven’t both been eyeing me like they suspect something.”
“Are you going to tell them at the party tonight?”
Valene looked surprised. “I hadn’t planned on it. Do you want me to?”
“Does a bear poop in the woods?”
Valene giggled. “I figured you’d want me to push the idea of a premature birth in about seven months.”
“Oh no. Not at all. Best to get that news out when there are lots of guests and family here because then your brothers can’t kill me with so many witnesses to deal with.”
“Like I said, good that we are already married.”
Wyatt kissed her hand right below the wedding set she wore and said, “Thank you for marrying me, Mrs. Campbell.”
“You’re welcome. Also, I love the sound of my new name.”
“So do I.”
Wyatt kissed her. Then he kissed her again. He would have gone in for thirds, but the doorbell rang and it was time to party. He hoped he would survive the night after her brothers learned they were about to be uncles.
