From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 471

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“No.” I cut her off. “He won’t mind. But you better have a reason that

doesn’t sound like ‘I’m here to throw myself at Reese‘ because your

Herpes distributor might just think you’re too desperate.”

She tilted her head thoughtfully. “Babysitting would’ve been the

perfect excuse, but you guys don’t have any kids yet.” She pouted

dramatically.

That word–kids–hit me like a whisper in the dark.

My hand drifted to my stomach without thinking, a gentle reflex I

didn’t even understand. Lately, with everything happening–Mom’s

illness, the fight with Roman, the thing with Kingston, Uncle Jace

being my dad, Reese, the general, Dahlia—I’d forgotten the

conversation Roman and I kept avoiding. The one about babies. About

the future.

I couldn’t live like this forever. It wasn’t what I imagined my life to

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“Sav?” Alyssa’s voice cut through my thoughts. “You okay?”

I blinked, forcing a smile. “Yeah. Zoned out for a sec.”

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But Lizzie’s sharp eyes had already noticed where my hand was

resting. Her mouth dropped open. “Oh my God, Sav, are you

pregnant?”

Alyssa’s head snapped around. “Wait, what?”

Heat crawled up my neck. Suddenly it felt like the spotlight was on

me, in front of a thousand people… and I was about to make the

biggest flop of the century.

“I–uh–no,” I stammered. “I mean, I don’t know.”

Alyssa’s hand landed on my thigh, warm and comforting. “Have you

checked?”

I nodded. “A few weeks back. It was negative. But I was on the pill

then. So I don’t know.”

“Oh, that explains it,” she said, half–grinning. “Still, you should test again. Pills fail. And your hormones have been all over the place

lately.”

Lizzie adjusted her glasses again, eyes narrowing like she was inspecting me under a microscope. “Come to think of it… you do look

different.”

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I groaned. “Please don’t start.”

“I’m serious,” she said, crossing her arms. “You’re glowing. And also

really moody. And now poor Reese is catching all your temper swings.

Classic pregnancy symptoms.”

I dug my nails into my thighs. “You’re not funny.”

But her words wormed their way under my skin. Glowing. Moody.

Temper swings.

My heart gave a slow, nervous thump.

My period. When was the last time-?

I mentally flipped through the last few weeks like pages in a book I

didn’t want to finish. Mom’s chemo. Roman’s fight with Penny. Reese

moving in. Endless tension. Sleepless nights. And then it hit me like a

cold wave.

My period was running late.

I sat there, suddenly weightless and heavy at the same time, Alyssa

and Lizzie still bickering in the background about who got to hold the

pregnancy test first if I took one.

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Their voices felt far away. What if it was true?

Roman and I hadn’t exactly been careful lately. We’d been… erratic.

Angry, passionate, intense, spontaneous, distracted–but never careful. At least I knew the truth, we weren’t. Roman probably

thought I was taking the pills.

Holy shit. This is getting real.

My pulse fluttered. I tried to laugh it off, but it came out shaky.

“Okay, you two need to calm down. I’m probably not even pregnant.

I’ve just been stressed.” I tried to convince myself.

Alyssa smirked. “Stressed and glowing?”

Lizzie squealed. “Oh my God, Reese is gonna flip when he finds out

he’s living with a pregnant woman! Imagine his face when you start

throwing up in the morning.”

“Lizzie!” I hissed, swatting her arm. “Who cares what that creep

thinks?”

She just giggled, totally unbothered.

But my hands were trembling. Because if I really was pregnant…

What then? A baby would change everything. It would make it all

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harder, heavier, realer. But also, even more beautiful.

For the first time since Reese arrived, my anger gave way to

something else–something raw and uncertain. Fear, maybe. Or hope.

I couldn’t tell which.

Alyssa’s phone buzzed, snapping me out of the thought spiral. “Your

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