What the f**k were you thinking, Peter? Evan speaks reproachfully, as he skillfully heals my wounds, "Don't you know that to prevent pregnancy you should use protection?
It's not as if that baby was mine....
Enough! he interrupts reproachfully, pressing the gauze harder against my wounds. A groan of pain escapes me. You know it's yours, so don't try to deny it anymore, damn it!
I let out a sigh, because it's something I don't want to think about. Although not doing so won't change the fact that Gina's pregnant and that baby will probably be mine, although after what she'd said...
She said she wouldn't forgive me anyway," I say, trying to ignore the crushing pain in my chest. She's already got her little friend to take care of her.
You're just going to give her up? Your son? He scowls
