A Partridge and a Pregnancy (Holiday Brothers, #3)

by Willa Nash

How had it come to this? How was I even here? I’d asked myself the same questions hours ago when I’d been sitting on the bathroom floor with a positive pregnancy test in hand. One night. One night with Tobias. A farewell. And now I was pregnant.

Why couldn’t she see how much sense we made? How good our life could be? How good we were together? I was a fucking fool. She’d leave me again. Just like she had before. This time, with my child.

“It’s my identity,” I told him. “I’m not sure who I am without it anymore. It saved me when I was at my lowest. And it’s more than the money, it’s my pride.”

“An ultimatum,” she whispered, her eyes flooding. “I can’t believe you just gave me an ultimatum. You know what I wished for earlier? That you’d ask me to stay.” My heart stopped. “But you didn’t. Not before. Not now. You’ve never asked me to stay.” And judging by the tone in her voice, now it was too late. “You broke my fucking heart.”