Chapter Nineteen

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"Ellie, he's kicking! He's kicking!" Kara said, pulling on my wrist as she rested my hand on her small, protruding belly.

She was now around four months.

I looked at her ultrasound picture on the counter as Kara smiled gleefully at me.

"This is an international breakthrough! I have to call my Mom!" She shouted excitedly before she went and picked up her phone from the counter dialing her mother's number.

Colton was on the couch watching Supernatural but as soon as the door bell rang, he jumped up and ran to it.

As he opened the door, a familiar face popped up.

"Colton, what's up?" He yelled as Colton returned his masculine hug.

The grown man at the foot of my doorstep happened to be Donny Wilson.

The same Donny Wilson who happened to live in the same house and room before Colton moved in and took over.

Donny Wilson was my former neighbor.

If only Colton would have told me that Donny Wilson was visiting.

Colton welcomed Donny in as I quickly ran into the kitchen.

Damn it, Colton.

You know I don't like unfamiliar or untrusted people.

If only I had installed hiding spots like a secret room in this house.

So stupid, Elliana!

Colton would have found them anyways.

I tell Jerkface everything.

I thought about my options.

I could hide in my kitchen like a scared former crusher or I could go greet Donny with my boyfriend like the good hostess I am.

I slowly got up and straightened myself out.

My phone had started to ring.

Jane: Reminder that you have and interview in two hours.

Oh shit, I forgot!

I always have to be two hours prior for hair, make-up, and wardrobe.

I grabbed my purse off the counter with my phone and keys before walking into the living room where Colton, Mason, and Jace were.

The last words I heard were from Donny.

"So, how's your game with girls now?" Donny asked.

As I walked in, Colton said, "I don't think Elliana's a game."

"Elliana Rinders?" He asked. "As in singer Elliana Rinders?"

"That's the one!" Colton laughed. "See, here she is!"

"Hi." I drawled out a little, shyly.

"Oh!" Donny said, recognizing me. "You used to be my neighbor!"

"Yeah." I said. "It was great meeting you again briefly but I have an interview to go to and I forgot about it. I thought I had a lazy day today, but sadly, I don't."

"What time does it start at?" Colton asked.

"At seven." I said.

"It's barely five."

"Well, they have me go through hair, make-up, and wardrobe and that takes approximately and hour and a half then they prep me on what I should say." I say, and as I realize that I'm about to be interviewed and they're going to put it on the internet for the whole world to see, my stomach feels as if it's getting twisted.

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