SNEAKPEEK: “Harry, I’m pregnant. . .” I whispered, covering my face in my hands. How could we have been so stupid? His labored breathing could be heard over the phone. “I know,” He says back. How can he be so facking cool about this? I have a fricking hybrid baby growing in my stomach! And the fact that I could get pregnant shocked me. “I’m pregnant and all you got to fricking say is ‘I know’? Do you know what would happen if people knew that I got knocked up by a fricking werewolf? It starts with kid and ends with nap! KIDNAP!” I yelled into the phone. My sass is out of control right now. “Calm down babe,” He snickers. That’s it. Is he high?! Is he fricking high?! I told him how I felt about him doing drugs! “Are you high right now? I am in a very serious condition right now and you’re over there getting high!” I move around and sit on my couch. All of this pacing isn’t good for my baby. “. . . No?” ---------------------------- © 2014 bringmetoziall. All Rights Reserved.All Rights Reserved
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