Follow You (Second Chances Series Book 3)

Holy shit...

It's been a long two weeks since Abigal left for Greece. We've barely talked at all because work has is still very busy for me. I spent a few days in New York with back to back meetings, dinners and other events. Because of that I've missed a few of Abigal's phone calls, so most of our communicating has been done through short text.

She should be home by late afternoon and I can't wait to talk to her and plan our next visit together. Whether she comes here or I go there, either way, I'm more than ready to see her.

I've also been dealing with my mother and my uncle both still trying to convince me to talk to my dad. His current course of treatment isn't working so they're going try something else. Right now they're just trying to give him a little longer to live because there is no curing him at this point. I still don't know what I'm going to do but I've been leaning towards giving in and getting it over with. Maybe Noah and Abby are right and I'll at least get some kind of closure for myself.

I plan on talking to Abigal about it some more once we're able to sit down and have a real conversation again.

I spend the morning working around the house cleaning and doing laundry. Then I decide to get in a good workout in my home gym. I've just finished up a run on the treadmill and started undressing so I can get in the shower when the doorbell rings. I run to answer it and I'm beyond surprised when I see Abby standing there. I pull her into my arms and hug her tight.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were going home?"

I pull back and really look at her. She looks exhausted and pale.

"Everything okay?"

"Are you busy?" She looks me up and down and that's when I realize I'm standing there in gym shorts and nothing else. I'm all sweaty and that probably doesn't look good.

"No. Not at all. I just finished a workout. I was about to get in the shower. Come in." I hold the door open and wait for her to enter. "Abby, are you okay? You look pale."

She doesn't answer me right away but instead she takes off her coat and hands it to me so I can hang it up on a hook in the entryway.

"I'm just tired. It's been a long couple of-" she takes off running towards the bathroom. I follow her but she closes the door in my face. I hear her getting sick so I give her a minute.

"Abby, what's going on? Did you catch something while you were gone?" There's no answer and after a few minutes of silence I knock lightly on the door. "I'm coming in." I open the door and find her sitting against the wall with her head resting in her arms on top of her drawn up knees.

I grab a washcloth and get it wet with warm water and then I crouch down in front of her.

"Hey, you okay now? How long have you been sick?"

She answers me but her head is still buried in her arms so it sounds muffled. "Since before I left."

"Why didn't you say something? Hey, look at me."

She raises her head and I see the tears running down her face.

"Hey," I use the warm washcloth to wipe around her face. "Whats going on?"

She locks eyes with mine. "I'm pregnant."

The air leaves my lungs and fall back onto my ass and just stare at her.

"This isn't how I wanted to tell you. I found out right before I left but I didn't want to tell you over the phone so I had to wait until I got back. I couldn't wait another day so I changed my flight and flew right here." I still haven't made a sound so she keeps going. "I was on the pill but I had a sinus infection around the holidays and I was on an antibiotic which can cause the pill to not be as affective. And yes we used condoms but there were those two times that we started without one and well apparently you have some super sperm or something because now I'm pregnant."

She says it all really fast and her words kind of run together but I get the idea. I stand up and walk out of the bathroom. I go to the kitchen and grab two bottles of water. She must of followed me out because when I turn around she's right there. I hand her one of the bottles and then I proceed to down mine.

She's standing there and I feel her staring at me, waiting for me to say something but I have no idea what to say. This can't really be happening, can it? I mean what are the odds?

"Andrew, say something. Please."

I look at her and she looks so fragile, scared and upset but I have no idea what to say to her to make her feel better. So I just pull her into my arms and hold her. I close my eyes and try not to panic.

"Andrew, I'm so sorry-"

That snaps me out of whatever shock I'm in and I pull back and bend my knees so I can look her in the eye.

"You have nothing to apologize for. We were both there when this baby was made so we both get to take equal responsibility for it. I'm not mad at you Abigal. I'm not mad at all. I'm shocked and freaking out a little bit but I'm not mad. I'm not going to lie to you and say I'm excited at this very moment because this is not what I had planned. But, that doesn't mean I won't be excited tomorrow or even a hour from now. I just need a minute to process this. Okay?"

She gives me a little smile.

"Okay."

Looks like we're having a baby. Holly shit.