“What could he expect me to do?”
The tremble in Janelle’s voice made Nick pause. At her sister’s reply, he recognized a need to remain hidden.
“Have you told him?” Tracey’s tone was soothing, comforting. Told me what?
“No.” Janelle let out a deep sigh. “He’ll be furious, I know he will. He’d been talking about this for months. And I saw some of the web searches…I’m just not ready, you know?”
“Maybe he’ll be okay. Come on, let’s go get a drink.”
Nick listened as the two women walked towards the other side of the room. He leaned back against the wall, wracking his brain about what Janelle was talking about. And then it hit him.
The baby stuff. Oh shit, she’d seen some of the searches for baby gear and freaked out. He knew she wasn’t ready for kids…Nick felt a plummeting in his stomach. Did she have an abortion? Did she feel that desperate she couldn’t confide in him? His hands clenched and he heard his jaw pop. Forcing himself to relax he straightened his shoulders and went to find his wife.
Janelle stood near the makeshift bar, aloof from the rest of the group, a fake smile painted on her face. Nick felt his anger melt away at her vulnerability.
“Hey.” He slung an arm around her shoulders and pulled his close. A light kiss on her cheek brought out an authentic smile.
“Hey,” she answered.
“Can I talk to you a sec?”
She chewed on her lower lip before nodding. They moved to a quiet corner.
“Janelle…I know. I know about…well, you know.” He glanced meaningfully towards the couch where she and Tracey had been speaking. Janelle followed his gaze and frowned.
“What are you talking about?”
Nick lowered his voice. “The abortion. I overheard you talking to Trace and I know you saw my web searches for baby stuff but that was for…”
“Wait.” Janelle held up a hand. “You thought I’d had an abortion?”
“NO! Oh my God, Nick. The breeder called. I told him we changed our minds about getting a dog!”
I’m also using the Inspiration Monday prompt: brush with life
and the Studio 30+ prompt: no regrets