The Unexpected Series (Unexpected #1-3) by Amy Marie Read Free Book Online Page A

as I look at Noelle's confused expression.
    “You need to sit down, Erin. You just threw up all of that retched food and ran out of the shower like the room was on fire.” She retreats back into the bathroom.
    “Oh my God,” I say, barely audible.
    “What, Erin? What’s ‘Oh my God’?” Bringing a towel in from the bathroom, she makes her way back to me sounding annoyed.
    “Oh my God!” I say, much louder this time. Dropping the phone onto the floor I can’t take my eyes off of Noelle. “I’m two weeks late, Noe. TWO WEEKS!”
    Her face falls when she finally realizes what I am saying.
    “What? No. Erin, NO! That cheating, lying, ignorant asshole knocked you up?” She rushes to me with the towel, wrapping it around my body and hugging me as I crumble to the floor.
    Thoughts race through my mind quicker than I can process them. Remembering back to the day after school was out; I come to the stark realization that it can’t be Robert’s baby. “No, not him. Walker, the guy from the club. It’s Walker’s.”

A lthough physically I was present for the rest of our vacation, my mind was in a different place. The first few days after I found out I was late were filled with trips to the store buying test after test, but I’d spent the last few watching Noelle drink enough for the two of us as I sat by the pool trying to figure out what to do next.
    Searching my memory of that night I try to recollect if he used protection or not. Of course, it won’t do me any good. What’s done is done and a life has been created. Daydreaming about the way his hands felt on my body isn’t helping me see clearly either. The way he instantly transformed me into an outgoing lover, encouraging me to take control and how my body felt on top of him. I lick my lips and squirm in my chair just thinking about how he felt moving underneath me...moving inside me. I find myself wishing, for more reason than one, that I could see him again.
    The entire plane ride back to Illinois I am silent. Home will bring a reality that I don’t think I am prepared to face. Noelle knows I need to get it together before we touch down. I am having a hard time believing that I left the state single and carefree and now I am coming back pregnant, with a man’s child whose last name I don’t even know, and the dreaded task of telling my family. Though I’m thankful the baby isn’t Robert’s, it would be easier to deal with than admitting to everyone I had a one-night stand with someone I can’t seem to contact. It’s not for lack of trying. My numerous calls from Mexico to the hotel he was staying at were met with dead ends in light of the fact that they refused to give out guest information. The bar manager tried to help, even though he warned it was illegal to give out personal info of customers, but he still found no credit card receipts with the first name Walker. I just needed his last name and maybe I could track him down. Noelle and I even went as far as using the business center’s computer to scour Facebook for hours in search of any guy named Walker that was residing in Illinois, if that is even where he is from.
    Dropping my bag at the front door and earning a huff from Noelle, I race to the bathroom to take the test I forced her to stop at the drug store for. I know it won’t change the result, and that thinking maybe an international pregnancy test could be wrong is dense, but for my sanity, I have to do it anyway. Three tense minutes later, my heart sinks again as two lines pop up, and I’m left slumped down on the floor with thoughts of single parenthood racing through my mind. When my cell rings I crawl over to the vanity, reaching up not caring to see who it is.
    Before I can finish saying hello my mother’s cheerful tone fills my ears. “Erin! You’re home! I’m so happy to hear your voice. How was your trip? Was it fun? You’ll have to tell me all about it when you come over tonight. Even Trent and Jason are coming