Chapter 107: Don’t Let Perry Find You
I stared at the screen, my mind struggling to process those three words. Pregnant. I was pregnant.
“That’s impossible,” I whispered, even as my hand instinctively moved toward my stomach, stopped by the restraint. “I took a test. It was negative.”
Leo snorted, crossing his arms. “Home pregnancy tests aren’t exactly the pinnacle of medical science, sweetheart.”
My thoughts raced chaotically. It made perfect sense. The sudden mood swings. The bouts of nausea I’d been experiencing. The headaches that came and went. I couldn’t even remember when my last cycle had been.
With all the unprotected sex with the triplets, I should have seen this coming.
“But the test...” I trailed off, remembering how disappointed I’d felt seeing that single pink line.
“False negatives happen all the time,” Leo said, watching me closely. “Especially if you tested too early.”
Despite everything—being kidnapped, restrained in this sterile lab, separated from my mates—I felt a wave of happiness wash over me. A baby. Our baby. A piece of Lucas, Liam, and Levi growing inside me.
“I’m having their baby,” I whispered, a small smile forming on my lips.
For a brief moment, I forgot where I was.
I imagined telling the triplets, seeing their faces light up with joy. Lucas would probably try to hide his emotions, but his eyes would give him away. Liam would sweep me up in his arms, spinning me around. And Levi? He’d probably drop to his knees and talk to my still-flat stomach.