Entangled

Chapter 8

Author's note: Not quite what I wanted, but c'est la vie. Now it's back to work and trying to wrap this story up before it hits thirty chapters, so there probably won't be an update until next week. Have a good weekend!

A morning shared with both Seth and Sasha is usually a glorious thing. They have to be careful when they're on the road, even though almost everyone in the company either knows or suspects they're a threesome; none of them want a fan to get a photo of them cuddled together and then post it far and wide. Now that Becky's faced with an assortment of pregnancy tests, though, there's more dread bubbling through her veins than delight. It's just peeing on a stick, she tells herself as she picks out one at random. You've done it before. Each of those other times was met with a certain amount of fear, but this is different. This time, the potential father is a werewolf as well, and Becky doesn't know what sort of a difference that might make.

Just as Becky sets the first pregnancy test down and grabs another, there's a knock on the door that connects the bathroom to the bedroom. "Becks? You okay?" Seth is the oldest one in their trio, but his voice sounds unbearably young, laced with insecurity and confusion.

"Yeah." Becky clears her throat and sets the second pregnancy test down. Fuck. She thought she had gotten up early enough and been quiet enough that she wouldn't disturb her lovers, but she should have known better. "Did you need to use the bathroom before I—?" The question is barely out of her mouth before the door opens and Seth steps inside quickly, the pocket of his shorts almost snagging on the door handle. Through the small gap, Becky sees Sasha sprawled on the bed. "You must have really tired her out last night."

Seth blushes a bit, following Becky's gaze before he closes the door. "I—we didn't mean to leave you out or anything. You could have joined in whenever you wanted." He runs a hand through his mussed curls as he adds, "We were hoping you would. I mean, I know I was. I'm sure Sasha was too. Were we... uh, too loud?" The blush that spreads across his face is adorable and somehow makes his eyes even more luminous. "I know you were waiting to hear from your cousins, so we—"

Becky smiles, and she hopes it looks genuine. It feels real and she means it, but even just the thought of being pregnant is making her question how in tune she is with her body. How could she not have noticed? She's changing clothes constantly—street clothes, ring gear, workout wear—and she has two very handsy lovers, so she can't understand how no one noticed until now. "You were fine. Honestly." Then she gestures at the bathroom vanity. "But I really have to pee, and if morning is the best time to do the tests...."

She expects Seth's blush to flare even more, for him to backpedal out of the bathroom, but he only blinks. "I just... I thought you might want... company, I guess?"

"To pee?" Becky tries not to laugh. She knows this is an entirely different prospect from his point of view. "I've been doing that on my own for a couple decades now. I'm pretty sure I know not how to fall in the toilet." She's done pregnancy tests at home and in crappy hotels and even once in a gas station restroom, and it's never occurred to her to have company. Seth was sweet enough to ask, though, and that makes her heart flutter a little. Most of those potential pregnancies were with men she had no future with, and that's not the case now. Maybe she and Seth aren't destined for marriage, but she knows he's devoted to his pack; whatever may happen between them, he would always be a part of his child's life.

Seth's expression dims a bit and Becky immediately feels a pang of guilt. "I know," he says, reaching for the doorknob. "I just... I guess I just thought you might be nervous or whatever. Whenever Leighla needed to take one, she'd always let me know afterwards, but...."

Becky just nods. If she is pregnant, the baby is his too—and she's never heard Seth talk about wanting children. Part of her wonders if his exes always took their tests when he wasn't there simply so they had time to absorb the answer on their own first. With a sigh and a smile, she steps away from the pregnancy tests and cradles Seth's face in her hands before she kisses him. "You're very sweet. I'm not used to peeing with an audience, though," she says with a chuckle. "So give me a minute, and then you can come back in and wait with me?"