He was also getting involved in the Christmas fair Creek Valley held because of her. Meredith was preparing some food to take into town for the celebration for when they flicked the switch on the town lights. The snow hadn’t entirely disappeared either. The cold, hard winter they’d been predicted to get was coming true. Every time he walked into the house he scented the sugar and spice of Meredith’s baking.
Waking up on the first day of December he was shocked by the empty bed that greeted him. He always reached out to touch Meredith or Damon. Frowning, Andy sat up listening.
“That’s it, okay, I’ve got you, baby,” Damon said. His voice was soothing. The next sound was Meredith vomiting. He’d heard the sound a couple of times. It was strange, since he hadn’t known she was sick.
Getting out of bed, he headed toward the bathroom they shared. He didn’t bother with a robe. Turing the corner he found Meredith bent over the toilet with Damon stood behind her, holding her hair back. Their woman had on a nightshirt while Damon was naked, displaying his firm, tight ass to him.
Against his better judgment Andy got hard. He cleared his throat, and Damon turned to look at him.
“Great, you’re up. Will you run the bath for me? She’s almost done, and we can get her in and settled before I go make some tea.” With the other hand he was rubbing her back.
Without a word, Andy ran a bath.
“Is she sick?” Andy asked. “Why didn’t you say anything, baby?”
She grumbled something.
“I’ll talk to you downstairs.” Damon nodded for him to leave.
Confused, Andy wanted to say something but decided against it and headed out of the room. He’d never been kicked out of his own bathroom. Donning a robe, he left the room heading for the kitchen. He turned on lights as it was still dark. Checking the time he saw it was a little before six.
Minutes later Damon walked into the kitchen going straight for the kettle. “We’re going to need to go into town today.”
“Why? I thought Meredith had got everything, and she kept a regular supply of medicine in the cabinet in the bathroom.” Andy folded his arms. Was Damon trying to leave? Were the supplies to do with his bike?
“We need to get a pregnancy test,” Damon said, facing him.
Andy paused then laughed. “No, we don’t need a pregnancy test. Meredith is fine. She’s not pregnant.” Suddenly, he felt nervous as the possibility of Meredith’s pregnancy stumbled upon him. No, he wouldn’t accept she was pregnant. They were just starting out with Damon. None of them were prepared for a baby. He didn’t want her to be pregnant. What if a baby ruined everything?
He saw the moment Damon lost his temper, seconds before he was pressed up against the wall. “I’ve just been talking to her. I cannot believe your ignorance. You may be a fucking Switch, but that doesn’t give you a reason to be careless.”
“What the hell?” Andy pushed the other man away. “What the fuck has gotten into you? There is no ignorance. There’s no way Meredith is pregnant.” The lie came easily, and he hated it. Fear gripped him at the possible change that was about to happen to his life. He wasn’t ready for it and would probably never be ready for it.
He glared at Damon and was worried about his wife.
“You forgot to mention a tiny detail to me, you fuck!” Damon paced the kitchen. His hand ran through his hair, messing up the length.
Andy stayed quiet even though his temper was rising with every passing second.
“Meredith can’t be pregnant,” Andy said. He was totally sure about it. Actually he wasn’t, but he also wasn’t prepared to handle the truth. Not yet.
“No? Then tell me why in over a month we’ve not used a single condom?” Damon asked.
He froze. Andy hadn’t given condoms or protection any thought. Meredith had once suggested going on the pill, but it had affected her mood, which neither of them liked. He’d completely forgotten with the wonderful change that had happened in their relationship. Now she was pregnant, and there was no way he could stop it.
“Fuck!”
“Yeah, my thoughts exactly.” Damon punched the wall. “You know what, console your fucking wife. I’m going to get the test.”
Andy watched him grab the keys and storm out of the kitchen. The outburst was so unexpected. For several seconds he stayed frozen in the kitchen. He’d caused this by not fucking thinking. Whenever he was with Damon and Meredith all thought left his brain.
Heading upstairs, he found Meredith huddled up in the bath.
“I’m so sorry,” she said, crying.
His anger was not directed at her. Climbing in behind her, not caring about his robe getting wet, he wrapped his arms around her, trying to soothe her. She relaxed against him. “You’ve got nothing to be sorry about. This was all my fault.”