“No, and I won’t if you keep yelling at me through the door.” I shake my head. What in the hell ever happened to privacy?
Although, if this puppy is positive, I’m going to do a lot more in front of Landon than just pee. That’ll be the least of my worries.
And why am I being such a damn sissy?
Because that’s the only part of this that I have any control over, at this stage in the game anyway.
So, with a quick prayer, I unzip my jeans.
Chapter 16
~Landon~
I know for a fact that it doesn’t take this much time to pee on a stick. Granted, I’ve personally never peed on a stick, but it can’t be that hard.
I hate this door separating us. I should be in there with her.
I shove my hands through my hair and force myself to take a deep breath. I held it together for Cami. I can’t lose my cool now.
Because at the heart of it, the thought of having a baby with Cami doesn’t scare me in the least. It would have in the past; if any of the women I dated before had mentioned that she might be carrying my child, I would not have been okay with the idea.
What concerns me is her.
We’ve never talked about this stuff. We just haven’t gotten there yet. I thought we’d have plenty of time to discuss what our goals were regarding family and kids and marriage. Because I do plan to marry her.
Not marrying her isn’t an option.
I just don’t know what’s happening in her head, and that’s the part that makes me nervous. Maybe she doesn’t want a baby at all. I just assume that she does, but what if kids aren’t in her vision for her life? Or maybe this isn’t the right time. She’s just started her business, and it takes up a large chunk of her time.
What I do know is that she’s scared, and that leaves a hole the size of Oregon in the pit of my stomach. I can’t bear to see the fear on her beautiful face.
Fucking door.
I finally lean my forehead on the bathroom door and close my eyes, willing her to come out.
“Cami, did you fall in?”
I can hear rustling, but there’s no answer. She’s so damn stubborn.
“I can hear you moving around in there. Just tell me that you’re okay.”
Or I’ll bust this fucking door in.
Just when I’m about to reach for the handle, the door opens, sending me off balance, and Cami startles.
“Have you been standing there this whole time with your ear pressed to the door like Mrs. Kravitz?”
“Who’s Mrs. Kravitz?” She’s still pale. Her eyes are round and a little glassy.
“You know, the crazy neighbor on Bewitched.”
I grin and shake my head. “No, I wasn’t listening the whole time. But you do realize that I’ve seen people pee before.”
“Not me,” she mutters, and looks to the floor. “It says it takes three minutes to process.”
“Which one?”
“All of them,” she says with a laugh. I take her hand and pull her into her bedroom, then into my arms, and simply rock us gently back and forth.
“Cami,” I whisper, and kiss the top of her head, breathing in the fruity scent of her shampoo. My hands glide up and down her back, soothing us both. “You don’t need to worry. Everything will be fine. We will be fine.”
“How do you know?” she whispers.
“Because I do. Regardless of the results of that test, we are going to be just fine.”
She takes a deep breath, then tips her head back and looks up into my eyes. Her gaze travels over my face as her hands cling to my back.
“I think it’s been three minutes.”
“Where is the test?”
“On the bathroom sink.”
I kiss her forehead. “Do you want me to get it?”
“We should look together.”
“Okay.”
“But wait.” She stops us when I move to walk to the bathroom. “I just want to say thank you. For today. Thank you for being the kind of man that I can go to when I’m scared, and for not making me feel like I had to keep it from you because I was scared that you might be mad.”
“We’re a team, Cami. I will never be mad at you for the way you feel. And if you’d hid this from me, well, you wouldn’t be the woman that I’ve come to love so much it takes my breath away.”
Her eyes fill, and she bites her lip. “Love you.”
“I love you too.” I hug her tightly once more, then take her hand and we walk into the bathroom together, then stare in awe when we see the word pregnant staring back at us from the white stick on the vanity.
“Well, I guess it’s positive,” she finally says, then glances up at me and blinks. I’m grinning down at her, suddenly relieved and so fucking happy. I didn’t realize until this moment that this was the result that I’d been hoping for.
“You’re sure you’re not mad?” she asks.
“Do I look mad?”
She studies me for a minute, and then smiles softly. “No, you have a goofy smile all over your face.”
“How could I be upset about this, Cam? The woman I love more than anything is going to have my baby. We made something amazing.” Suddenly I lift her in my arms and spin us in a circle, making her laugh, and kiss her hard on the mouth. “We’re having a baby!”
“Maybe I should take another test, just to be sure.”
“Take all of them, I don’t care,” I reply, and hold her close. “Are you okay with this?”