Page 37 of Charlie Beck Says I'm His

Shannon chuckled. “Okay, well, you knew this was going to happen eventually. What did he say when you told him?”

“I didn’t tell him; freakin’ Macon did!” I screeched. I had never liked Macon before, and now I hated him.

“Wait, wait. Who is Macon?” she asked.

“He’s a doctor!”

“Macon Row?”

“The one and only,” I sighed.

“How did he know you were pregnant?”

“He saw me at one of my appointments! He obviously put two and two together and figured out I was pregnant.”

“Oh,” Shannon groaned. “I hadn’t even thought about Macon seeing you. Heck, he only comes to my clinic two times a month.”

“Well, he just so happened to be there when I was there, and now the whole town of Adams is going to know by breakfast tomorrow that I’m pregnant.” How? How had I gone from absolutely no one knowing I was pregnant two hours ago to now the whole town knowing?

I had got the hell out of the diner as fast as I could and was now just driving around aimlessly.

I couldn’t go home because I knew that was going to be the first place Charlie would look for me. I also couldn’t run to Shelby because she would give me up to Charlie in a heartbeat.

“Calm down, Missy. Remember, stress is not good for the baby.”

Stress? This was way more than stress. I was ready to blow a damn gasket. “I knew it was time to swallow the bullet, Shannon, but I didn’t think I was going to have to do it now.”

“Do you mean to bite the bullet?”

I ran my fingers through my hair and turned down Silo Road. “Malaphor. Look it up later, doc.” I didn’t have time to explain how my weird brain worked. “Right now, I need you to get that ticket to Wasilla set up for me. You promised you would buy me a one-way ticket after I told Charlie.”

“Uh, not exactly. I said I would buy you a plane ticket to Wasilla if Charlie was a dumbass about you being pregnant. Right now, you haven’t told me what he said or did when he found out.”

“What did he do?” I screeched. “I don’t freaking know! I told him I had to go to the bathroom and snuck out the back door. He’s probably still sitting at the diner waiting for me.” I couldn’t face him. Not right now. “I’m driving around. I need you to buy the ticket, and then I’m going to sneak into my apartment to grab Bandit and my clothes.” That was the only thing I knew I needed to do.

“Missy,” she laughed. “Why did you run? Did he make a face or something when Macon said you were pregnant?”

I thought back. “Uh, well, no. He just looked shocked.”

“That seems like a rational reaction,” Shannon reasoned. “If he had zero inclination that you could be pregnant, I think he has the right to be shocked.”

“Who’s side are you on?” I demanded.

“I am on Nugget’s side, Missy. You know that.”

“Then why aren’t you buying me a ticket to Wasilla?” I demanded. I was being unreasonable and downright crazy, but I didn’t know what else to do.

Shelby knew I was pregnant.

Charlie knew I was pregnant.

Freaking Macon Row knew I was pregnant. Bastard.

My pregnancy was going to be the talk of the town in no time. I needed to leave, and I needed to leave now.

“I’m going to need you to start at the beginning, Missy. I feel like I’m missing some important things.”

I sighed and pulled over to the side of the road. I shifted my car into park and fought off bursting into tears. “Charlie asked me out to dinner.”