Alexis Miller [Editing]

Chapter twenty six: Will You?

*four weeks later*

I spent the last few weeks just grinning. More like glowing. Ryder had been the best, Cora was also in a good mood and Everything was just perfect. I turn my body to the side to look at Ryder. His eyes lids flutter as they slowly open. "Alex," he says lazily. I move forward and kiss him on the cheek.

"Roo," I kiss him again, but on the lips, "What do you say, we just stay in bed this whole day?" His eyes close again and he groans in response. "Roo," I wine while gently shaking him, "I mean, it is a Saturday and Cora is still with my mom."

We kind of ditched Cora with my mother for the weekend simply because we wanted to spend some time alone. We don't get that often due to Ryder's busy schedule studying and being in school and mine with teaching.

"Okay." Is all he says before turning to the other direction. I snuggle closer to him, wrapping my arms around his torso and tangling my leg with his. He groans again and shifts in my arms. I leave a single kiss on his bare back before resting my head on him.

Just as I drift back to sleep I feel my stomach drop and the urge to get rid of last night's dinner. In an instant, I get off the bed then run towards the bathroom. I bend over the toilet and let it all out. The fowl smell fills the air and Roo runs in.

"Babe? Alex are you okay?" I nod hesitantly but I'm thrown back above the toilet to let out more. Ryder runs over and holds up my brownish hair. Once I think all of it is out I turn and sit against the toilet bowl, resting my head on the seat. Ryder sits next to me, with his gaze intensely looking at me, "are you okay?"

"Yeah," I barely let out. Ryder helps me to my feet then helps me get cleaned up. I have no idea what I ate to make me like this. All I had last night was a take out meal from a local restaurant. Could have been the chicken? No, I always eat the same order every time I go there so why is this time different. Oh fuck, you're pregnant, again.

What? No, I can't be! I told Ryder this would happen. Haha, you're screwed. Damn, you're right, I am screwed. There's. no way I can take care of this baby. If there is even a baby in here, it's probably something I ate.

I walk into the kitchen after getting dressed. The aroma is filled with bacon and eggs. My gaze immediately lands on Ryder who is standing by the stove with a spatular in hand. Usually the sight of my man cooking (and the bacon smell) is a big turn on but now it does anything. It's probably the disgusting smell filing up my lungs right now.

I walk over to the fridge and grab a bottle of water. As quick as I can I get out of there. Ryder's stare follows after me as I quickly exit. "Alex?" He. I act like I don't hear him and take a seat on the couch. He walks in after me and sits beside me with a plate of fresh bacon, toast and eggs.

The smell fills my nostrils and I feel like throwing up again. I frantically start drinking the water in my hand, "Aren't you going to eat?" He asks. I shake my head and take anther gulp from my bottle. He looks at me suspiciously, "Are you sure you're okay?"

I put on a forced smile but then it easily fades, "I need to go to the store." He looks at me confused.

"Okay," he says slowly, "Let me take you."

"No," I retort, "I need lady stuff..." I trail off letting him figure out the rest. Of course, he thinks I'm going to get lady stuff, which I am, but not the same kind he is thinking of. He leans over and kisses me on the forehead.

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I lean against the bathroom door with my hands covering my eyes. I sigh then slowly lower my hands from my face. Ryder knocks on the door for the fourth time, "Hey Alex, I'm worried about you. Please just let me in." I continue giving him the silent treatment mainly because I don't want to face reality.