Carrier (TPA2)

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        "Taylor?" Ryan asks, knotting his eyebrows as I stand there blankly. I'm excited that it isn't his baby, and I did want it to be. I had it drilled in my head that he was going to have another baby. I'm shocked, and extremely happy.

"Please say something." He croaks. I look into his eyes, and I realize that there's a fear behind them. He thought I would react differently. "It isn't mine, I don't know who's it is, but it's not mine." He breaths.

Slowly, my lips curl into a wide smile. Ryan instantly wraps his arms around me and inhales my scent. "What am I supposed to say to that?" I ask with a happy laugh.

Deep down I feel sort of sorry for the girl. She has to raise a kid without it's father now. That's her own fault, Taylor. My wolf reminds me.

Ryan grins down at me, and raises his voice when he mocks what he wanted me to say. "Oh, Ryan! I'm so glad it isn't yours because that baby would have been too ugly, I have north all her good looks." He grins. I roll my eyes at him and push him away.

"I do not sound like that." I scrunch my nose up at him. I slap his chest lightly and he growls in return. North instantly clutches onto my leg and I let out a little laugh.

I guess Ryan never let her around his wolf very often. Sometimes she seems completely scared of any wolves around her. I push hair from her face and give her a gentle smile.

"You're right, love. You would have sounded more like this." He grins, taking in a deep breath and making for voice girly, "oh, Ryan! I'm so...happy! We can keep making babies with protection and not have to worry about you having a kid with that witch!" I roll my eyes. Not my exact words but it'll do.

"Not In front of north." I grumble. He pokes his tongue out and shakes his head. North tugs at my tee shirt and I lift her up and into my arms. She's so small for her age.

"You're absolutely right, what was I thinking? We lock her in her room and then do it." He jokes, referring to last night. My throat seems to close up and I glare at him.

"I feel terrible about that, don't remind me." I scrunch my nose up at him. "So, how'd you find out it isn't yours?" I ask, changing the subject.

Ryan simply shrugs his shoulders and follows me into the living room where
I can turn on cartoons for North. I take in a deep breath and sit, relaxing.

"It isn't that hard to figure it out." He says softly, taking a seat next to me and pulling me against him. "Peyton, she has a reputation to sleeping around, baby. I had a feeling It wasn't mine, but deep down I knew there was a possibility. I didn't," he sighs as if he's nervous to tell me.

"It's okay, Ryan. Just tell me, I promise it won't hurt my feelings." I say softly, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"I was too distracted to use a condom or any kind of protection so I knew there was a chance I would be the father. I didn't mean to yell at you or stick up for her- but if it was my baby my wolf had to protect it. Wolves just don't do that.
   I could hear it's heart beat so I knew she wasn't lying. But when I got to the doctor this morning, she was... You got back two weeks ago, and I slept with her just before then. She's seven weeks pregnant. There's no chance it's mine. I don't know who the father is, but it's not me. Taylor, baby, I love you. I'm beyond excited that it isn't my baby. I was being stupid and I'm owning up to my mistake. The only person I want to be with is you, not Peyton, not Jennifer Lopez, no one." He says softly. As he speaks my eyes wander around the house. My heart fills with a warmth, and a smile breaks out on my face.

"So, if Jennifer Lopez wanted to have your baby?" I asked, pulling my lip between my teeth. The woman is absolutely beautiful and I would kill to look like her.

"I'd get permission from you first." He grins, "but I would still choose you over her anyday." I lean towards him and give him a soft kiss on his bottom lip.

"Are you doing anything the rest of the day?" I ask, as soon as he pulls away from my lips. Ryan knots his eyebrows together.

"Yeah," he smiles, "I'm busy hanging out with my wife and daughter." I roll my eyes. A simple no would have sufficed.

"Do you..want to take North out?" I ask, pulling my lip between my teeth. Ryan grins.

"As in, out?" He asks. I nod my head in agreement. "Yeah, out." I notice how his smile grows wider as he looks down at North who's watching TV without blinking.

I lean forward and press a kiss to his lips gently. "Take things slow with her. She's kind of scared of your big bad wolf  reputation." I grin.

"Yes ma'am." He grins, kissing me back.

North is finally going to get a Wolfie back ride.