Chapter 23

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~Riley's POV~

I brushed some hair out of his face. Of course he'd faint, I wouldn't expect him to take this easily. I used my hand to fan some air onto his face.

His head rolled to the side and he groaned. "A-are we really having a baby?"

"Mmhm." I hummed.

He stared up at my face, "I hope it has your eyes."

"We have other things to worry about. I need more bullets and we need somewhere to stay. The police said my apartment was now off-limits to us." I said, taking a deep breath. "So I'm going to go buy more bullets while you get us a hotel to stay in until we can get a new apartment."

"Apartment? Are you saying we'll live together?"

"If you want, but if I'm going to have this baby I'll need your help taking care of it. Plus it will be easier with cases if we live together."

Christian smiled to himself then sat up. "First I'm going to need a new phone, do you still have yours?"

"When do I not?"

"Okay. I'll call you about the hotel and room and stuff." we said bye and parted ways.

But truth was, I wasn't going to get bullets. I had plenty.

I needed an ultrasound. And my sister so happened to be on shift.

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