Page 62 of Secret Baby for My Brother's Best Friends

Only it's a little confusing because it's a Sunday.

"Sam," She says. “What are you doing here?'

I hold out the flowers. "Just wanted to give you this. And possibly ask you out to eat."

"You mean on a date?"

Yes, but I think maybe that might spook her out.

"I was just hoping we could talk some more," I answer cagily.

"God, these flowers are gorgeous," Jenna says, taking it out of my hand. "I'll go put them in some water while you two talk."

"Thanks, Jenna," I say, and she winks at me as she leaves with the flowers, while Chelsea contemplates my offer.

I half expect her to say no. She's chewing the inside of her lips and says, "You know you don't have to do this."

"I know. I want to."

"You don't know me."

"I want to get to know you, though. I feel a connection with you that I've never felt with anyone else."

"That was just lust."

"It was more than that. I've felt lust before, and I know what that's like. I know what I felt when I saw you at that party. Maybe the proposal was a little crazy–"

"A little?" she comments wryly.

I smirk. "We can at least talk. I can give you a ride to wherever it is you're going."

She glances down at her suit as though recalling it. "Yeah. I was going to scout locations for the billboard."

"Great. I can drive you."

"You don't have to. It's hectic."

"Perfect."

She watches me closely, then finally allows a small smile. "Alright. Let's go."

I nod, though internally I'm pumping my fist in the air.

I try not to say anything to ruin it when we get in the car, and as we drive, I think up conversation topics that could entertain her and not be too weird. Or maybe I shouldn't talk at all. She seems lost in thought, and a frown grows on her face until she reaches out and touches my arm, saying, "Hold on. Stop."

"What, why?"

"I need to get out."

I glance at her. We're on a highway, and there's no place for her to get out.

But then suddenly, I realize how pale and green she is, right before she turns and vomits all over my seat.

Hours later, and I'm bringing her back home after a visit to the hospital.

I drove her straight to the hospital after the vomiting, my heart racing because I was concerned something might be wrong with her. I mean, I know morning sickness is a symptom of pregnancy, but the rapid onset made me concerned.

I rushed her to the hospital and stayed with her while she got checked out. Then when the doctor ascertained she was fine, but she wanted extra tests to make sure, I ensured she got those too.