“I got an internship at Lever Industries.”
“You got the internship? That’s amazing!”
“Yeah…” I frown. “Wait. How did you know about the internship?”
She laughs. “Kieran likes to talk about you a lot. He let it slip when he stopped by the other day to talk to Ronan.”
“Oh, my god,” I groan.
“It’s cute! I like seeing this side of Kieran. Anyway, enough about him. Today is about you! You’ll have to come over so we can celebrate. I’ll bake a cake and everything.”
I laugh. “I didn’t think bed rest included baking.”
“Which is why I’ll bake it while Ronan’s out. It’s much easier to ask forgiveness than permission.”
I’m still laughing when my phone buzzes with a notification from the security system.
“Hang on, Ciara. Someone’s here. I’ll call you back.”
“You better, because I think Elena is sick of me talking her ear off.”
After disconnecting the call, I quickly open up the app and scan the camera.
Lucy is standing outside the building looking frantic.
I’m so taken aback by her blotchy cheeks and red eyes that it takes me a second to remember to buzz her in.
When the elevator doors finally open, she practically falls into my arms as she starts sobbing.
“Lucy.” I wrap my arms around her. “What’s wrong?”
I’ve never seen her so distraught in all the years I’ve known her.
My stomach sinks.
What the hell has happened to get her this wound up?
When she doesn’t answer, I pull back and firmly grip her by the shoulders.
“Lucy. Talk to me. What’s going on?”
“I-I think I’m pregnant,” she chokes, and my stomach bottoms out.
“Uh, okay… Why don’t you come and sit down, and I’ll make some tea?—”
Lucy stumbles past me, clutching her tote bag as she makes her way toward the stairs. “My period’s late.”
“That doesn’t necessarily mean anything.”
“I’m never late, Riley.Never.”
“You’ve been stressed, and?—”
“There was one time.” Her voice drops to a whisper. “Withhim.”
“As inProfessorhim?”
She nods, her cheeks flushing crimson.