Chapter 23
Lauren
THE FOLLOWING WEEK, I paid a visit to a gynecologist, who confirmed that I was indeed pregnant.
“Congratulations,” said the doctor, a woman in her forties.
“Thanks,” I replied, trying to hide my alarm. “How far along am I?”
“You’re about nine weeks along.”
“Okay.”
“You’re going to need to start taking prenatal vitamins and...” she continued talking, but I didn’t hear her. I was in too much shock.
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THE NEXT THREE weeks, Taylor and I spent a lot of time together, most of it in my bungalow and having s*x. Eventually, things started getting serious. Nobody was as surprised as I was.
“I love you,” he said, one night, holding me in his arms.
I blinked. “What did you just say to me?”
He grinned. “I love you. I know, it’s crazy, especially coming from
