CHAPTER 32
ROB’S POV
“To victory.” O’Neil raised his glass, smirking.
Our glasses clinked in the air.
“I won’t lie,” I said, setting the glass back down. “The past few weeks were hell. It was like everything was slipping out of my control.”
“But you didn’t let it happen.” He let out chuckled.
I leaned back, a slow smile creeping on my face. “And the moment I found out about her pregnancy? I knew at that moment I’d gotten my trophy.”
“All that’s left is for that baby to be born.” I added.
“Does she know yet?” O’Neil asked,leaning back into his chair with a hand on his chin.
I shook my head. “I haven’t figured out how to break it to her.”
“She shouldn’t know about it, yet.”
“That’s not possible.” I frowned. “It’s her body, she’s bound to see changes.”
O’Neil leaned forward.
