Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 777

Greg had never been so speechless in his life.

Brothers were supposed to have your back, not stab you in it. But here they were, exchanging metaphorical stabs over something that would have Greg lumped in with Dailey's mess if Jane found out.

"Weren't you watching her take her birth control?" Greg asked, incredulous.

Dailey, visibly irritated, responded, "She pulled out a box and claimed she'd taken it. How could I force her after that? Besides, those things aren't great to pop like candy."

Greg snorted, "Well, you played yourself, man. That's what you get for trying to be Mr. Nice Guy."

Dailey massaged his throbbing forehead. "Did you ever consider that if I had forced her and she claimed she couldn't get pregnant because of it, I'd be the one in hot water?"

"Still better than her actually getting pregnant. At least if there's no baby, there's wiggle room. Who knows what happens next? If she doesn't give birth, she could pin the whole mess on you."

Dailey had considered that possibility too.

Indeed.

He should have insisted she take the pill.

"Talking about it now is too late."

Tired, he leaned back, watching the passing scenery. "Where are we going?"

Greg, arms crossed, slouched in his seat, really not in the mood to deal with this anymore.

"To the hospital," he replied dryly.

Dailey, confused, asked, "You sick or something?"

"It's your,"

"My what?"

"Girlfriend."

"..."

Nice pause.

...

The moment the car pulled into the hospital's parking lot, Dailey bolted out and made a beeline for the admissions area.

Bursting into the room, he barely caught his breath before shouting, "Christine!"

But what he saw was Merritt comforting Christine.

He strode over, his face dark with anger, and yanked Merritt away.