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.”

handed me a napkin,

in the first trimester of

tossing the

the memory of that

suggestively, “Well, if you really

an

how did he get over it? Don’t

herself, then her gaze dropped to my hand, teasing, “Or did you, you

she lowered her voice, imbuing

“Christine!”

vall

furiously, lunging to cover her mouth “What are you even saying? Have you no

into laughter, looking at me as if shed figured it

“Just eat your breakfast!”

“That’s a yes, then!”

can’t you keep quiet even

stuffed a piece of toast into her mouth, and she managed to suppress

“You know, now that I

“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 pregnant with his

of her statement was too much