A Bundle of Joy 1: Baby Wanted (BWWM Interracial Romance) by Roxy Wilson Read Free Book Online

one person I’m referring to.” Tyson chuckled. “I’m talking about Heather Lovey. The love of your life, the woman who’s your reason for existing.”
    Sean laughed, hoping it sounded like every other time Tyson teased him about how much he’d always had a thing for Heather. But before he could respond, shame welled up in his chest like a shark from the deep, hungrily devouring every other emotion.
    So far, he hadn’t told anyone that he’d gotten married. Not his family, not his friends, not a single co-worker, not Tyson. During the six weeks of his marriage, he’d turned down a dozen offers for dates and set-ups. His excuses were going to run dry soon, and he needed to at least admit that he was dating someone. But then they’d all want to meet her, and have them over for dinner, and before long her belly was going to start showing and then he’d have to explain that, and the giant rock on her hand was going to take some explaining too.
    From the moment she’d said I do, an immediate countdown had clicked on inside him and he felt every minute as it slipped away and rushed toward the end of the year. He didn’t want his friends to know that she was here so he wouldn’t have to explain her absence after she was gone.
    But Tyson already knew Heather. Everyone already knew Heather. So maybe he could help him figure out what in the world he was supposed to be doing.
    “Heather’s good.”
    “You guys dating yet, or you still in the friend zone?”
    Sean laughed, but even to his own ear it sounded strained. “Uh…”
    Tyson’s eyebrows rose. “Spill it, man. Spill it right now.”
    Sean lowered himself to the bench outside the court. “I asked her to marry me.”
    “What! Are you a moron? You don’t ask things like that while you’re in the friend zone.”
    “And she said yes.”
    Tyson’s mouth opened and closed and Sean waited for his response. He didn’t know what he was thinking telling Tyson, but he needed to tell someone, and Tyson was it. True, Tyson was quite the ladies’ man, but he was brutally honest, and a man Sean could trust to keep his marriage a secret if he wanted him to.
    “You better start from the beginning.”
    Sean filled Tyson in on all the details, including Heather’s arrangement and reasoning and his lame excuse for getting married.
    “Is there really a situation at work? You better tell her, man. That’s the kind of shit that comes back at the worst possible time.”
    “Oh, and I’m supposed to say what, ‘Gee, Heather, you know that story I told you when you asked me to be your baby’s father, well it was a lie.’”
    “Yeah. For starters.” Tyson frowned. “And then you hope she doesn’t hit you in the head with a heavy object.”
    Tyson was right. This was more of what had been weighing on him. He wanted to tell his family—and the entire world—about his marriage, but he wanted it to be legit. He wanted Heather to choose him not for a work reason or a baby reason, but just because she wanted to be with him.
    “What if she doesn’t want to be married?”
    “Well, you’d deserve that for lying to her. What the hell, man? Heather’s good peeps.”
    Sean hung his head. “I know. I just couldn’t think of any other way to get her to marry me.”
    “Oh, I don’t know, ask her?” Tyson shook his head and stood, then stowed all his gear in his bag and slung it over his shoulder. “But you better come clean soon, before this all unravels and you’re stuck looking like the world’s biggest jerk.”
     
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    There were so many parts to pregnancy. Heather had anticipated the morning sickness and the exhaustion, but she hadn’t counted on the absolute elation at learning how much her baby grew every day. There wasn’t a pregnancy book she hadn’t read, and Sean had been sweet about reading them too.
    Today she’d been stunned to learn that the first three months were the most precarious for the baby and when the most miscarriages