Baby for the Brute_A Fake Boyfriend Romance

by Penelope Bloom

  He looks at the statue with a dumbfounded expression. “A statue?” he asks finally.

  I can’t hold it anymore and burst out laughing. From the look on his face, he doesn’t enjoy being left out on the joke, but he waits for me to regain my composure enough to speak.

  “A baby. We’re going to have a baby,” I say.

  He actually falls to his knees, eyebrows pinching upward as he looks at me in utter amazement. “You’re serious?” he asks. He jumps to his feet in a sudden shift of emotion, smiling while his eyes search my face for any sign of a practical joke but his lips slowly spread into a smile. “You’re serious,” he says again. “You’re fucking serious? We’re going to have a baby?”

  “Yes,” I laugh.

  He wraps me into a tight hug and spins me. “Fuck yes!” he shouts.

  I try to shush him, laughing more as I look toward a stunned couple a few dozen yards away from us. “You’re going to get us in trouble,” I whisper.

  “I don’t care,” he says, still beaming. He kneels down again and touches my stomach with so much care it nearly breaks my heart. He looks at it with searching eyes. “Are you going to be a girl or a boy?” he asks my stomach. “No,” he says, grinning to himself. “Don’t tell me. I want it to be a surprise.”

  I wrap my arms around the back of his head, hugging him to my stomach and drinking in the moment. I close my eyes and listen to the trickle of water from the fountain and the rustle of leaves as the chilly breeze drifts by. In this moment, with my eyes closed and all the pieces of my life finally falling into perfect place, I think I actually feel Brian smiling down on me. I know now that I never really had to live my life a certain way to make things up to my little brother, that Tristan was right. Brian would’ve just wanted me to be happy. But I managed to find my own kind of redemption so I could forgive myself, and I just so happened to find happiness along the way, too.

  I squeeze my arms tighter around Tristan. “I love you,” I whisper.

  He stands up and hugs me tight, pulling back only long enough to kiss my forehead. “I love you too. Both of you,” he adds with a soft touch to my stomach.

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