Nick POV
The second Jane opened that damn door, I barged past her like a man on fire. No greetings. No manners. Not even a “hi.” Straight inside. Boom. My chest was already heaving like I’d run a marathon barefoot on hot coals.
I spun around as soon as she clicked the door shut behind us, my voice exploding out before I even thought.
“What the actual f**k is going on, Jane?!” I shouted so loud the walls probably shook. “Tell me this is some twisted prank! Please tell me you’re joking!”
But no. She just… smiled. That smile. That annoying, smug little smirk that makes me want to rip my hair out.
“Why would I joke about something like that?” she cooed, like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth. “I’m pregnant, Nick. And the baby is yours.”
Boom. Just like that. No build-up. No hesitation. A
