The CEO Above My Desk (Mckenzie Shinabery) novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203

Violet

“This is ridiculous.”

Camille sat cross–legged on the closed bathroom lid looking way too calm for somebody currently accusing me of

potentially creating life in the middle of a federal corruption investigation.

Meanwhile I was emotionally fighting for my life.

“You literally threw up twice today,” Camille pointed

out.

“Because I’m stressed.”

“You almost cried because Rowan cut your sandwich diagonally.’

“That was emotional support sandwich behavior and you know it.”

Camille snorted loudly.

I glared at her while aggressively opening the pregnancy test box like personally offending the cardboard would somehow change reality.

“I am not pregnant.”

“Mhm.”

“I’m serious,”

“Mhm.”

“Oh my God stop mhm–ing me.”

Camille held both hands up innocently. “I didn’t say anything.”

“You’re literally judging me with your eyeballs.”

“That’s because I know you.”

I scoffed dramatically before sitting down on the toilet while pointing the test toward her accusingly. “This is happening

solely so I can prove you wrong.”

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Camille grinned immediately. “Sure.”

“I’m serious.”

“Totally.”

“I hate you.”

“No you don’t.”

I looked back down at the stupid test in my hand while my stomach twisted nervously again.

No. Nope. Absolutely not. There was literally no way.

I mean… Okay maybe technically there was a way.

But not realistically.

Right?

I frowned harder while trying to mentally count. “…We only had sex like four or five times.”

Camille blinked once. Then slowly, “Violet.”

“What?”

“FOUR OR FIVE TIMES?”

I shrugged weakly. “I lost count.”

Camille stared at me in complete disbelief. “Girl.”

“What?”

“When did you even have time for that?”

I rubbed tiredly at my forehead. “Okay maybe six.”

Camille slapped a hand dramatically over her chest. “Jesus Christ.”

“I was going through a lot emotionally.”

“You coped sexually?”

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“I coped successfully.”

Camille started laughing so hard she nearly fell sideways off the toilet lid.

I pointed toward her aggressively. “You are not allowed to laugh at me during this traumatic experience.”

“You said successfully.”

“Because I’m hilarious.”

“You’re pregnant.”

“I’m not pregnant.”

Camille just gave me a look.

I rolled my eyes dramatically before finally muttering, “There’s no way.‘

Then Camille asked the question. The horrible question. “So what were you using?”

I blinked once. “What?”

“Protection,” Camille clarified slowly. “Condoms? Birth control? Literally anything?”

And suddenly… Silence.

Oh no.

Camille’s expression slowly changed. “Oh my God.”

I stared at the wall. Nope. Absolutely not.

Because now my brain was replaying every single time Rowan had touched me over the last month and suddenly I was

realizing something deeply important.

We were both idiots.

Complete idiots.

Camille stared at me harder. “Violet.”

“I was busy.”

“With what? Unprotected emotional healing?”

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“That is not fair.”

“Did he use condoms?”

I stayed silent.

Camille’s jaw dropped. “VIOLET.”

I pointed weakly toward her. “Okay but in my defense, there was

“You let a billionaire raw dog you during a murder conspiracy.”

“When you say it like that it sounds irresponsible.”

lot happening emotionally.”

“Because IT IS.”

I groaned loudly before dropping my face into my hands. No.

No no no no no.

This was impossible.

Right?

My mom’s voice suddenly echoed violently inside my brain.

It only takes once.

Oh God.

I slowly looked up.

Camille saw the panic hit my face instantly. “There it is,” she whispered dramatically.

“Shut up.”

“Oh my God you’re panicking now.”

“I am NOT panicking.”

“You’re pale.”

“I’m always pale.”

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“You look spiritually pale.”

I stared down at the pregnancy test sitting in my hands now like it personally ruined my entire life. Or maybe changed it. Which somehow felt scarier.

My stomach flipped nervously again.

Camille slowly reached over and grabbed my wrist gently.

“Hey.”

I looked up.

Her expression softened immediately. “If it is positive…” She squeezed my hand once. “You’re not alone.”

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Camille is absolutely the wrong person to call Violet irresponsible. At least if Violet is pregnant she’s already married, and has discussed kids with Rowen. Camille can’t say the same

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