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I go to the kitchen and get a drink Sam follows me and I nearly bump into him when I turn around

"Sorry," he says He stares into my eyes "Can we talk?" He looks toward my sisters "Privately"

My sisters scatter like rats froo to their roorins at me And Wren makes kissy faces until her door closes I flip her off

Sa you with your sisters is like rate on the nerves"

I motion toward the sofa and pull ?" I ask, as I start to tap on the end table He watches my hands and his eyes narrow

He scratches his head "Well, sort of," he says quietly

"Is s-soe of

"Oh, no," he rushes to say, swiping a hand through the air "There was a probleht, and that’s what I wanted to talk to you about"

I nod "Okay" Tap Tap

He pulls a tabloid sheet from his pocket and lays it down in front of ratulations?"

The girl he said he wasn’t sleeping with is pregnant With his baby

"It’s not true That’s what I wanted to tell you I got in a fight last night, but it wasn’t ot arrested?" Tap Tap

He shakes his head "No, they took o"

"So, when’s the baby due?" I finally look into his face His eyes are clear blue and meet mine with no hesitation

"There’s no baby" He sits forward

"But the cheerleader" The woure and the perfect hair and the perfect voice The one with no stutter and no ass

"She’s not nant And if she was, there’s no way it could be mine" He reaches out like he wants to touch me