I clutch my stomach and take a deep breath.
I figured I was puking because I was so nervous about court and facing Grey.
I was wrong.
“My family wants to have us over for dinner. I was told it was a celebration for everything. Are you up to it?” he asks, one hand on the wheel, the other in mine.
“Yeah, sounds great.”
“I think we should tell them why we got married,” he says.
“I’m fine if you are,” I offer.
“You’re quiet,” he says, squeezing my hand.
“A lot on my mind.”
Ledger nods and keeps his eyes on the road.
I’m going to tell him when we get home.
“The other house is getting there, but they were asking for tile selections, and I forgot to make some, so you’ll need to pick those out.”
I snort. “You trust me to do that?” I ask him.
He shrugs. “I want whatever you want.”
“Good because I want what you want,” I tell him.
He chuckles and kisses my knuckles. “You’re being really weird. Tell me what’s on your mind.”
“I’m pregnant.” I blurt.
Ledger’s mouth drops open and his head goes back and forth between the road and me, and I knew I should have waited until he wasn’tdriving.
He slows the truck down and pulls off to the shoulder of the nearly empty highway. We’re a distance away from the city, so the traffic is a lot less.
His hand grips mine. “Really?”
I bite my lower lip and nod. “I don’t know when exactly because I’ve been riding you like we no longer have a horse but …”
Ledger chuckles and sobers instantly.
He gets out of the truck and stops in front of the hood. He takes his hat off and tips his head back to the sky. His lips are moving, but I don’t know what he’s saying.
Then his smile widens, and he comes to my side of the truck, throwing the door open.
“My wife is pregnant.”
“Your wife is pregnant.”
He unclips my belt before lifting me out of the truck. He presses my back against the side and slams his lips on mine.
I sigh into his mouth as burns his lips to mine.
“You’re amazing, you know that?” he asks.
I shrug and look away from his depthless eyes.