Scars of Love,Flames of Betrayal
“Girl, you scared me to death when Josh called. What happened?”
“Gestational hypertension. I fainted during…” Zara’s cheeks flushed. “Well, during an intimate moment.”
“Oh.” Green’s eyes widened, then she looked at me with mock disapproval. “Josh, really? You couldn’t keep it in your pants long enough for her to get through this pregnancy safely?”
“It wasn’t like that—” I started, but Zara was already laughing.
“It was exactly like that. And it was worth it.”
We spent the next hour talking, the conversation light and easy. Green caught us up on her job search, her terrible dates, the drama with her landlord. It felt normal, domestic, like we were just three friends hanging out instead of peo