When Love Breaks by Jack

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.”

me a napkin,

I’m in the first trimester of

mouth, tossing the

that

“Well, if you really wanted to, there are

an inexplicable

Don’t tell me a cold

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

it was just the two of us, she lowered her voice, imbuing her words with a hint of

“Christine!”

vall

“What are you even saying? Have you

at me as if shed figured it all out, “Come on, is

“Just eat your breakfast!”

“That’s a yes, then!”

keep quiet

into her mouth, and she

suddenly said, “You know, now that I think of it, Bryant does

“What?”

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

too much