Resist My Twin Stepbrothers

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

I was giddy, and still a little shocked that Evan and I had sex again. This time, he knew exactly who I was, and he still wanted me. It gave me hope that he might not be angry with me when I decided to tell him about the party. Not that I was going to just yet, because if I admitted about that, then I'd have to come out with everything.

I'm pregnant.

I knew I had to tell him, he would find out one way or the other since it was pretty early in the school year, and I didn't want to drop out. Someone else I had yet to tell that I knew I had to was Mom, and she was going to kill me, but the fear I had about telling her was different from Evan.

He was paying attention to me, spending time with me, and if last night was any indication, he loved it just as much as I did. I loved it too much to want it to end so soon, so I was shelving telling him the truth for the moment.

Eventually, though, I had to.

Evan was as popular as always, and I realized it could be helpful. Just thinking of him made my cheeks flush, and I didn't think I could stand to be around him without giving myself away, so I made sure to avoid him. I even ate outside at lunch, and Hayley just looked at me like I was weird, but she thankfully didn't ask. I couldn't talk about it without too much squealing, and it would catch people's attention.

I was sure a lot of people gave me weird looks that day, though.

By the time school was over, I felt a little ex—hausted for running all over to avoid Evan, and because my heart had refused to calm down for most of the day, knowing he was close by. The class slowly emptied at the last bell, and I stayed behind, slowly packing my stuff into my bag.

A knock made me lift my head, and Evan was leaning against the doorjamb, grinning at me.

"Are you ready to go?" He asked. "We could stop for another ice cream before I take you back."

"Sure," I said, jumping up, and there went my heart again, beating fast in excitement.

If this kept on, I'd have to start worrying about my health.

Mom arrived home a little earlier than usual, so it was a good thing Evan didn't stick around. I was dis—tracted as we prepared dinner, then moved to sit in the living room and eat. The TV was on, but mostly for background noise, because I doubted either of us was listening.

"How was school?" Mom asked.

"It was fine, Mom," I mumbled in between bites.

There was another silence before Mom spoke again.

"I met someone."

I looked up at that, a little curious. Mom didn't talk much about her private life, to the point I was sure she didn't have one outside of work and looking after me. It was one of the reasons I was so guilty. Mom had me early, so she wasn't that old, and she was still pretty. She worked herself hard to provide for both of us, and because I understood, I didn't let myself have time for much play, even if my social life had been livelier in school.

Mom sighed, poking her food. "There's just one problem. The guy might be married. I shouldn't worry, though, there are issues in their marriage, and if they get separated then I have a chance…"

I wasn't paying attention to Mom as she talked. The story seemed like it was a long one, and I never judged what she chose to do with her life, so it didn't bother me all that much if she was dating a married man. Besides, Evan had been in my mind all day, and the short moment of curiosity passed when I remem—bered his smile from this morning.

"You deserve to be happy, Mom," I said, think—ing of my happiness, hopefully with Evan.

I deserve to be happy, too.

"Really," Mom asked, and I thought she sounded relieved.

I nodded distractedly and sent her a smile. "Whatever makes you happy."

Evan

A loud whistle blew, and I looked up just in time to eat dirt, a bunch of other guys falling with me. I wasn't even sure if I tripped or if someone dropped me because my head wasn't in the game.

All of my attention was on Anita.