Learning To Fly (Fated Love Book 1) by Lauren Firminger

words sink in. Clearing my throat  

    “Did I just hear you right, darlin? Pregnant?” Maddie nodded her head, and I shifted so I was hovering over her. “How sure?”  

    “Ninety-nine point nine percent. I had a blood test done after a positive home pregnancy test. I’m about eight weeks.” I kissed her lips soft and then kissed all over her face.  

    “Best damn news I have ever heard, darlin’.” I felt her relax beneath me, and she finally gave me a smile.  

    “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I didn’t want to add to your stress.”  

    “Hey, now. None of that. This is not a stress. This is good news.”  

    “Even if it’s only been four months?”  

    I nodded. “I plan on marrying you, darlin’. Four months or four years. It doesn’t matter to me as long as I get to keep you.” Maddie nodded.  

    “Stuck like glue, baby.” I kissed her again and shifted down to kiss her belly.  

    “Fuck, I love you, Maddison.”  

    “I love you, Morgan.” I moved to lay down beside her and pulled her close. My baby was having my baby.  

CHAPTER TWELVE
Maddison  

    After the words came out of my mouth, I felt like I was going to be sick again. Damn nerves. His excitement was infectious, though. I could finally relax some now that he knew and it would all be okay. I wasn’t about to bring him down from his high, but I knew eventually he would see the danger, and then the cotton wool would come out for him to wrap me in. I should call my uncle and get him to make sure he had his house in Tasmania ready in case I decided to go home rather than be on tour dealing with morning sickness and all that jazz. Plus, being in the crowd wouldn’t be safe. I would need to be in the soundstage or backstage. As if he could read my mind, Morgan chuckled.  

    “Just relax, darlin’. We’ll work it out.”  

    I laughed and nodded. “I hate when you do that.”  

    “I know.”  

    I closed my eyes as I cuddled into him more and let my body relax in his arms.  

    I woke up the next morning feeling lighter than I had in weeks. I had been trying to find the right time to tell him I was pregnant since I’d found out, but there were always a million things going on at the time, and I didn’t want that to be the moment his life changed. I was selfish and wanted his complete attention. My subconscious and body planned differently, though. I dreamed something had happened to Morgan, and he had died without ever knowing. I would never let that happen.  

    Now that he knew, he would know why I wasn’t drinking with everyone else. He wouldn’t worry when I told him I wasn’t feeling well and wanted to hang out backstage or back at the hotel. I wouldn’t have to try to hide my morning sickness or explain why I needed to see my doctor over here. He would be with me every step of the way now. It hadn’t felt right to keep this from him. Morgan and I didn’t keep secrets from each other.

    Stretching a little and feeling the empty bed beside me, I put on Morgan’s Clemson jersey and a pair of panties before walking out of the bedroom. Seeing Morgan standing out on the balcony with his back to me, I moved through the open door and wrapped my arms around him from behind.  

    “Morning, darlin’.”  

    Despite my smile, I just grunted at him. It was my normal morning response, and he chuckled as his hand ran along my arm.  

    “I know, darlin’. I wasn’t there when you woke up. I have a good excuse, though.”  

    “Mmm? What’s it this time, baby?”  

    Morgan turned in my arms so that he was now looking down at me. Standing at six foot two that wasn’t hard to do. “I’ve been thinking…”  

    “Did it hurt?” He narrowed his eyes at me, and I laughed.  

    “Sorry. Go on, baby.”  

    “Smartass. Maybe now I won’t tell you. I know how much you love surprises and all.” It was my turn to narrow my eyes at him, and he laughed. I couldn’t help but grin. We hadn’t been