ALISON
"I'm pregnant, Noah. We're having a baby."
For the first few moments after I spoke those words, I thought Noah might be having a heart attack. Or some kind of seizure. His eyes went so wide that I could see almost all of the whites, and his mouth literally gaped. If we were in a cartoon, I'd bet his hair would've stood on end, too.
But since we were actual, real people, it didn't. And apparently, he wasn't suffering cardiac arrest, either, though he did drop to the chair across from mine.
He was silent for a long time, and then, when he spoke, his voice was low and intense.
"Are you f*****g kidding me? Is this some kind of sick joke, something you decided to cook up to punish me for-for not taking your calls or answering your texts?"
A coldness crept over me. I hadn't expe
