Chapter 873: Dam*
"This is not some leftover attraction, alright." Rafe’s voice echoed with frustration as his hand came down hard on the table, the loud thud breaking the tension-filled silence between them. He watched as her eyes widened, her expression shifting into something he couldn’t quite place.
A pang of regret hit him immediately. Had he scared her? The sudden burst of anger felt like too much now, too overwhelming, even to him. He opened his mouth, an apology forming on his lips, but before he could utter a word, her gaze flickered downward. Her focus wasn’t on him anymore but rather on something on the table.
Curious and a little unnerved, Rafe followed the direction of her gaze. His chest tightened when he saw it.
There, lying innocently next to his hand, was a pregnancy test. Unused, but unmistakable. The sight of it brought an abrupt stillness to him, as though the air had been sucked out of the room. His throat felt dry as he slowly lifted his gaze back to her, his voice tight when he finally spoke.
"You were going to use this?"
Arabelle’s sent him a smirk that didn’t quite reach her eyes as she stared back at him. "Nope. Thought I’d frame it as modern art. Really ties the room together, don’t you think?"
Rafe narrowed his eyes, unfazed. "So, you’re saying you have doubts that you’re pregnant."
Her smirk faltered, but she recovered quickly, shrugging with exaggerated nonchalance. "What? No, of course not. I just love to keep these around for emergencies. You never know when one might come in handy as a paperweight or maybe a doorstop."
"There’s no other reason to get a pregnancy test," he stated flatly, crossing his arms as his gaze bore into hers.