The Truth Must Come Out

CONNOR*

As usual, I am the first to wake up. It's Saturday morning, the day for sleeping in. I closed my eyes and tried to make myself go back to sleep, but sleep wouldn't come. Closing my eyes only made me feel more energized and ready to start the day. I carefully slid out from under Taylor, grabbed my pillow, and adjusted it so I could lay Taylor's head down on it.

I slid off the bed and walked over to grab my phone from Taylor's nightstand. I mentally facepalmed myself when I saw that it was only six in the morning. My internal alarm clock had woken me up. I knew Wade and Taylor wouldn't wake up for a couple more hours, at least.

I glanced over and saw the bag with all of the pregnancy tests in it and sighed. That lucky fucker was going to marry Taylor and have a baby with her. It is what it is. Nothing can be done about the situation. I shouldn't be jealous, but I am.

I walked across the hall and into the bathroom. I had morning wood, and I needed to piss so bad. My aching ba