Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 85

By the time I walked her home, the night had already cloaked the sky in its inky embrace.

Worried that she might not take good care of herself these next few days, I decided to stay over at her place.

The next morning, over breakfast, Christine kept sneaking glances at me.

I couldn’t help but laugh. “What’s up?”

She hemmed and hawed, then straightened up, “Uh, about that night Bryant got, um, drugged, your phone suddenly died, and I never got the chance to ask you.”

Confused, I asked, “Ask what?”

Leaning in, she flashed a mischievous smile, “Did you guys, you know, do it? With that kind of drug, it must have been quite the experience, huh?”

I was halfway through my pancakes when her question caught me off-guard, causing me to choke. I knew of her tendency to drop bombshells, but it still took me by surprise every

time.

Coughing, I tried to regain my composure, “No, we didn’t have sex.”

She handed me a napkin, looking skeptical, “Really?”

“Of course, not. I’m in the first trimester of my pregnancy, how could we?”

my mouth, tossing the question back at her nonchalantly.

night made my

you really wanted to, there are plenty of ways.”

an inexplicable

get over it? Don’t tell me a cold shower actually works?”

her gaze dropped to my hand, teasing, “Or did you, you know, lend him

she lowered her voice, imbuing her words

“Christine!”

vall

mouth “What

burst into laughter, looking at me as if shed figured

eat your

1/2

a yes,

you keep

her mouth, and she managed to suppress

know, now that I think

“What?”

woman, he came back home to you for… assistance. That means the baby can’t be his. He wouldn’t even touch Margaret,

part of her statement was too much

these were not my concerns