Joss Wood - Little Secrets - Unexpectedly Pregnant

To hell with it all.

Unfortunately, Tyce thought as the elevator’s doors closed, running away solved nothing.

* * *

The meeting had run longer than they thought and Beck and Jaeger left a few minutes after Tyce, both of them assuring her that they were in her corner, that they would help in any way they could.

“Up to and including beating the crap out of Latimore,” Jaeger told her as a parting shot.

When she and Linc were alone Sage walked to the small window, laying her hand on the cool glass. Droplets of icy rain ran down the pane and the low, gray clouds outside threatened snow. Late winter in New York City, she thought; she felt cold inside and out.

“You okay, shrimp?” Linc asked her. Sage turned, put her back to the wall and looked at her brother, his chair pushed back and his long legs stretched out.

“Mentally or physically?” Sage asked.

“Either. Both,” Linc answered her.

Sage lifted one shoulder and shrugged, biting her bottom lip. Linc’s eyes were on her face and she knew that her brother was hoping for an answer. Unlike Jaeger and Beck, Linc didn’t nag and as a result, she found herself talking to him more often than anyone else.

Still, it was easier to stick to the facts. “I’m about twelve, thirteen weeks pregnant. I’m not seeing Tyce, it just happened.”

Linc’s expression was sober. “Do you want to keep this child?”

Now there was a question she could answer without hesitation. “With every breath I take.”

Linc relaxed and his lightened. “Okay then. If you want to keep the baby, then we’ll all pitch in to help you... You know that, right?” Linc stated.

Sage nodded. “I do. So does, apparently, Tyce.” She tapped her index finger against her thigh. “I’m really surprised that he wants to be involved. I thought he’d take my offer to run.”

Linc scowled. “A hell of a lot surprised me today and that was only one thing of many.” Linc flipped through the folder Tyce had left and pulled out a letter-sized photograph of his sister, Lachlyn. He placed it on the table so that they could both look at the photo. “I can’t deny that she looks like Connor, she has his eyes.”

“And his nose,” Sage added. Apart from their hair color, she and Lachlyn could almost be sisters.

Linc folded his arms. “He made quite a few threats today. Do you think he’d act on them?”

Sage knew he would. Tyce never said anything he didn’t mean and she told her brother so. “The media is fascinated by him and, because he’s so reclusive, when he speaks the world will sit up and listen.”

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