Accidentally In Love with My Best Friend’s Brother
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of him."
The alarm on my phone interrupts us, prompting me to reach into my pocket for the Zofran. With a grimace, I pop one into my mouth. It tastes fucking disgusting, but anything is better than the lingering taste of bile.
She studies me, concern evident in her narrowed eyes. "You need to take care of yourself. I'm guessing you haven't told him."
I raise an eyebrow in response.
"That you're pregnant," she whispers confidently. "Remember that girl from our study hall senior year? She took those pills too."