Always Ever After (Always 2.50) - Page 14

6: Braxton

I get home from work and brush the water off my hair. It’s raining like crazy, and I wonder if Selene’s freaking out about the weather. Their wedding is at a winery over on the east side, so hopefully things clear up this weekend. You never know around here, even in the summer.

I hear what sounds like Kylie’s phone on speaker. I think she’s listening to her voicemail, so I stay quiet while I take off my coat.

“This is to confirm your appointment with Dr. Shepherd, tomorrow at nine a.m.”

I hesitate near the door. Doctor? That’s weird. Why would Ky need to go to the doctor tomorrow?

I head into the kitchen and she smiles at me, then taps her phone a few times and sets it down.

“Hey, love. You’re home early. How was your day?” She grabs something out of a grocery bag and puts it in a cupboard.

“Not bad,” I say.

She keeps putting groceries away. “Do you have to go in to the gym tomorrow?”

“Yeah, I have clients until early afternoon.”

“Okay,” she says. “I have a few errands to run in the morning, and then we have the rehearsal tomorrow night.”

Errands to run? Should it bother me that she’s not telling me about seeing her doctor? It’s not like she has to tell me everything she does. But there’s something about this that’s worrying me. “You okay, baby girl?”

She meets my eyes and smiles again. “Yeah, I’m fine. Why?”

“You sure?”

“Why, do I look bad or something?”

I come around the counter and slide my hands around her waist. “No, of course not. I’m just wondering.”

“I’m okay. Just tired, I guess. It’s been a busy week.”

I put my hand on her cheek and kiss her forehead.

“Oh, I picked up the tuxes earlier,” she says. “Would you mind taking Ronan’s over to their place? But hurry. We’re supposed to bring dinner over to my dad tonight.”

“Yeah, of course,” I say. “I’ll go do that now.”

I glance at her again, but she just smiles and keeps putting things away in the kitchen. She seems fine, so I grab Ronan’s tux and head for the door.

I let myself into Selene and Ronan’s house, hoisting Ronan’s tux over my shoulder. “Hey, you guys home?”

“Yeah,” Ronan says from somewhere inside.

I bring the tux in and lay it over the back of a dining chair. Ronan’s in the kitchen, standing with his arms crossed, staring at something on the counter.

“Hey man, what’s up? Is Selene home?”

“No, she’s out.” His eyes are locked on something in front of him.

“You okay?”

Ronan looks up. “I think Selene might be pregnant.”

His words hit me square in the chest. For a second, I’m ready to launch myself across the counter and grab him by the throat. That fucker got my sister pregnant? But I calm myself before I move. He’s marrying her, dumbass.

“Holy shit,” I say. “What makes you think so?”