Page 78 of Kaden & Keegan
Right now … well, hell, he’d be hard-pressed to tell someone his full name and birthdate.
Pregnant.
He’d always wondered how some guys reacted to instances such as this. An accidental pregnancy. Unplanned at the very least because, yes, there was always a risk, but seriously. They were always safe. Always. Whenever he’d thought about what might happen if some woman sprung that sort of news on him, he’d always felt a little queasy.
So why not now?
God, he had no fucking clue.
He knew he should’ve been freaking out, probably backing up to the door, asking for a do-over, because there was no way this could be possible. They’d had sex once. One freaking time and they’d used condoms. Of course, there was always the possibility one of the condoms had broken. He had no idea because he’d been so pissed off that night, he hadn’t bothered to pay attention.
Pregnant.
“Let’s sit,” Kaden said to Bristol, leading her over to the ugly flower couch.
Sit. Yes. Probably a good idea.
Before he could guide her down, Bristol spun around to face Kaden while Keegan stood there, still dumbfounded.
“That’s it? That’s all you have to say?” She sounded incredulous.
“What would you like us to say?” Kaden asked, his tone a bit surprised but still calm.
“I don’t know.” She glanced his way. “What about you?”
Him?
What about him?
He didn’t know his own fucking name.
She must have recognized his confusion because she tacked on, “You’re not gonna ask if it’s yours?”
“If it wasn’t, would you be tellin’ us this?” he asked because, you know, that seemed logical.
“Well, no.”
Keegan shrugged and he felt a little better. “Then there’s your answer.”
Her gaze bounced between them. “You have nothin’ else to say? Not ‘how did this happen, Bristol?’”
“Seems pretty self-explanatory,” they said at the same time.
Bristol’s eyes were wide, her shock evident.
Keegan knew how she felt. He was shocked at his own response, too.
“But it was only one time,” she argued, as though they’d brought this news toherdoorstep.
Keegan realized his brother was simply staring at her.
When she looked at him as though expecting some sort of rationalization, Keegan said, “I didn’t pay all that much attention in sex ed, I’ll admit, but what I do recall is that it only takes once.” He lifted his eyebrows. “Am I wrong?”
“Well, no,” she bit out. “But we used condoms.”
“Which are only ninety-eight percent effective,” Kaden challenged.
What he said. And if they took into account they were both fucking her at the same time, pulling out repeatedly, two times one divided by ninety-eight percent, carry the… Oh, who the fuck was he kidding? He didn’t know the math for that. But it actually wasn’t all that difficult to believe that this could’ve happened. After that one amazing, incredible night…
