Blurred Lines by Tamsyn Bester Read Free Book Online

cleaned me up before helping me sit up.
    “Your next appointment is in four weeks, and then we’ll be able to see if it’s a boy or a girl.”
    “Thank you,” I replied.
    She left the room, and my mother started firing questions at Dr. Burke.
    “Just be sure to take your prenatal vitamins every day,” she told me. “My receptionist will give you a list of foods you’ll need to avoid. If you experience any cramping or bleeding, you have my emergency number. I want you to call me if you have any concerns or questions, okay Jade?”
    “I will, thank you Doctor.”
    She left the room, and I finally looked down at the pictures in my hand. I rubbed over the image over and over again.
    I was going to be mom.
    And Reid was going to be a dad.
    “ARE YOU GOING to tell him?” My mother asked on our way home. I’d decided to stay at their house for the remainder of spring break. Staying alone wasn’t something I wanted to do, and was hoping to have some more time with my mother before she went back to work.
    “I’ll have to,” I replied. I took my phone out of my purse, and turned it on. It started pinging loudly as several texts from Kennedy, Grady and Reid started coming through. Reid had called me twelve times in the last six hours, and his texts ranged from:
    Where are you? to Answer your phone, please!
    His last one read, I’m sorry, please talk to me.
    As much as I wanted to speak to him, tell him the news, I just wasn’t ready. I needed some time.
    “What do you think daddy will say?” I asked. My mother pulled into their long driveway, and stopped in front of the garage. She shut the car off, and twisted in her seat to face me.
    “I think he’ll have some concerns,” she replied, fingering her car keys. “But you know we will support you, Jade.”
    She looked down, and I heard her sniffle.
    “Are you okay, mama?”
    “Si,” she replied. “I’m just very sorry that your father and I have been too busy to see that you were going through some things.”
    It was my turn to look away. I couldn’t ease her guilt because she was right. Her and my father, although both very loving and supportive, had been very absent. I was going to need them now, and I was afraid they wouldn’t be there.
    My phone rang and when I looked at the screen I saw Reid’s name. I contemplated answering, but it was too soon. I switched it to silent, and just allowed it to go to voicemail.
    “Let’s get you inside,” said my mother. “I’m going to call your father, so that we can discuss everything.”
    I simply nodded, climbed out of the car and followed my mother inside. I made us both some tea, and waited at the breakfast bar in the kitchen while she phoned my father.
    “You need to come home now, Erik,” I heard her say. She was in the living room, presumably to speak to my father without upsetting me, but I could still hear her.
    “No,” she snapped. “Conseguir su culo en un puto avión ahora mismo y venir a casa, Erik.”
    Get your ass on a fucking plane right now and come home, Erik.
    I couldn’t help the small smile tugging at my lips. My mother only spoke fluent Spanish to my father when she was angry with him. I was surprised he understood her, but then again, he should have after twenty-five years of marriage. They were polar opposites in every way – my father with his tall, pale willowy frame and light hair, and my mother with her short-ish frame, olive skin, dark hair and a fiery disposition like mine. Somehow though, they worked. My father adored my mother, and he’d instilled in me the desire to experience that, to have a man carry me on his hands the way my father did my mother. I wanted that, but I wanted it with Reid, and I was so sure I’d done everything possible to fuck it up.
    I rested my hand on my stomach, and looked down. Things were going to change. Again. And I knew Reid and I had to sit down and talk. I couldn’t keep this from him.
    “Your father is on his way.”
    My head snapped up,