Does Rory Tell Logan She Is Pregnant Novels & Stories

His eyes lit up excitedly. "I swear." Aunt Valentina then told the dark past of Luciano's mother. According to Aunt Valentina's story, Luciano's mother was a servant in Romano’s house. She was involved in an illicit relationship with the Romano family only son. When they knew that she was pregnant, she was expelled from the city of Rome. "Your dad didn't even know that your mother was pregnant. Your mother didn't have time to say anything when she left." "Why, Auntie? Why did my mother just leave like that?"

“Do you know your boss's wife is a man?” “Shut up. You're so talkative and annoying. I would rather not hear any more from you.” Following the outburst, Logan returned his headphones, increased the volume, and then closed his eyes. The man frowned. Obviously, he was dissatisfied with the result. He fell into thoughts for a few minutes before he closed his eyes. _____ Rory frowned and stared at the pregnancy kit in her hand. She touched her flat belly with a frown. It turns out that this is how it will end.

What? And then, Shawn's voice broke the silence, delivering a blow that reverberated through my very core. "Nicolas, there's something you need to know. Logan's been shot too." The revelation hung in the air, an ominous truth that extinguished the feeble flame of hope I clung to. Zyra is pregnant. With my child. And, she is fighting for life. Not only her, but now Logan too.

Gigi complained. “I'm so sorry about that, Gigi. A lot has been going on. In fact, I have a lot to fill you in on” I said, knowing the only way to appease her would be by making up for the days we didn't speak to each other with quality catch up. “Oh my God!” Gigi squealed, “Don't tell me you're finally pregnant?” Gigi asked with widened eyes. “No, genius. Just that I have noticed improvements in Logan. He provides me with more freedom now. More like he has a bit of trust in me.”

“Get some rest…everyone already left… Logan is with his father so when he's done, he'll be here '' Annie said as she walked to the door and Rhea only nodded with a faint smile and watched as the lady left the room and closed the door. With a heavy sigh, Rhea got up from the sofa and walked to the open window as she stared out looking at the sky which was bright with tiny stars twinkling. Everything has changed so suddenly more than she expected or planned, how on earth did she end up pregnant with Logan's child of all men “Damn Mario and Angelo”she cursed because it was their fault she was in such a situation. If she didn't agree to their ridiculous plan, then she wouldn't have been close to

“Your baby with Taylor?” He shakes his head. “Reign is actually Rory’s baby.” He answers then immediately figured that maybe he shouldn’t have said that. “I was keeping her secret just like she asked me to. But I told Rory the truth already.” Excitement mixed with more confusion covers her face as she exclaims, “Rory has a baby. That means I’m an aunt?!” He glances at her and smiles widely. “Yeah,” he nods, and keeps his eyes focused on the road.

He was about to touch her and she screamed at him. “Dont touch me, what the fuck is this?” She yelled and picked the letter on the bed, she threw it on him and he opened it, he raised a brow and ruffled his hair. “Damn, Lydia I... “ “Logan she is pregnant, she is carrying your child.” Lydia cried and fell to the floor. “Lydia please.” Logan begged and fell to the floor with her. “She is coming here with her bags tomorrow, what are you going to tell the kids? That their father has a new wife? Their birthday is in three days time.”

Logan’s voice floated out, low and amused, “You always find your way back here, don’t you?” I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. His eyes flicked toward me. Cold. Sharp. "Freya?" “I… I need to talk to you,” I murmured. My jaw clenched, but I didn’t respond. I couldn’t—not with the way Logan was just watching. “Say what you came for.” I hesitated, clutching my fingers together. “I… I’m pregnant.” Silence. Dead, thick, suffocating silence. Logan blinked. Not once. Not twice. Just stared at me like I’d told him it might rain.

I asked. "Fiona is pregnant," Logan said. I frowned and leaned back into the chair. "That's good news, isn't it?" I looked at him. "What are you doing here, leaving your mate and your unborn child..." Logan scoffed. "Yeah, right." "What is it?" I asked. "You are not telling me anything." "It isn't my child," Logan blurted. My eyes widened in shock. "Whose is it?" I asked in a low voice. "Please don't tell me it is Bruce's."

I grumble but my mum taps my arm and I turn to look at her. "Come on Logan, tell us if you've got a girlfriend yet," she signs. "Or a boyfriend," Anton says and I cover my face in embarrassment as I think about all the sex I've been having. "I've been on a few dates," I say as I feel myself blush up to my ears. "You better bring her to meet us soon," mum signs. "There isn't anyone right now," I say and mum frowns slightly. "You said there was a few dates?"