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not be strict, but you’ll keep your cursed language out of my home,” Jennifer’s mother said.
    “Sorry, Mrs. Dixon.” Her friend didn’t leave Jennifer’s side.
    “You may leave, Linda,” Jennifer’s father said.
    Patrick couldn’t believe how rude they were being.
    Linda turned to him. “She doesn’t want me to leave her alone.”
    Patrick stared at Jennifer’s best friend. The woman was pretty with blonde hair and blue eyes. In another time he’d have found her beautiful. Now, all he had eyes for was the woman on the sofa. “Is she?” he asked, resting a hand on Jennifer’s stomach.
    Nibbling her lip, her friend nodded her head.
    He didn’t know what to expect.
    “Her friend stays,” Patrick said.
    “Mr. Thompson, this is my house, and I’ll excuse the people I don’t want,” Edward Dixon said.
    “Your daughter has just fainted. She doesn’t want her friend to leave.”
    “This isn’t happening,” Jennifer said.
    He gazed down at the woman he’d spent the most amazing night with. She rubbed her eyes looking from Linda to him and then back again.
    “He’s real, isn’t he?” Jennifer asked.
    “That’s enough. Linda, move out of the blasted way while I talk to my daughter.” Helen Dixon pushed Linda aside and then stood glaring down at Jennifer. “You have some explaining to do, young lady.”
    “No, I don’t. You shouldn’t be talking to my friend like that,” Jennifer said. She suddenly began to move.
    He noticed she pushed her dress down past her knees. Patrick also noticed the fact she refused to look at him.
    “Don’t talk to me like that. You’ve put this family through the works, Jennifer. Throwing up in a seafood restaurant and causing a scandal everywhere you go. There is nothing you can say that can defend what you did. You make us look like fools.”
    “I couldn’t help but throw up, Mom.” Jennifer stood up. Her face was red, and Patrick saw the anger blazing in her eyes.
    “What excuse can you come up with now? You’re not allergic to anything. Look at the size of you. When will you go on a diet and lose those extra pounds? All the men would be begging for your hand in marriage,” Helen said.
    “For God’s sake, Mom. I threw up at that place because I’m pregnant. You’re going to have to deal with me being fucking fat a little longer, okay. Please, just leave me alone,” Jennifer said. In the next instant she covered her mouth looking horrified.
    “What? Pregnant?” Helen asked.
    Patrick felt his heart hammering against his rib cage. He’d known she was, and Linda had confirmed it. They hadn’t seen each other since that night, but it was a night he’d never be able to forget.  
    “Yes, pregnant, and guess what? He’s the father.” She pointed in his direction.
    “We need to calm down and talk about this,” Evan said.
    Patrick knew her brother. They’d been to a lot of parties together and hung out a few times.
    “Talk? There is not going to be any talk. Patrick and Jennifer are getting married, and that is the last of it,” Edward said.
    “What?” Patrick and Jennifer said.
    “You’re getting married. There is no way my daughter is having your baby without a ring on her finger,” Edward said.
    “That’s not going to happen.” Jennifer folded her arms. “You’re not going to force me to marry someone I don’t know.”
    She walked right into that one.
    Patrick wasn’t repulsed by the idea of getting married. He was shocked by how unaffected he was. Most of the time when his parents demanded he marry, he ran in the opposite direction. Frowning, he stared at Jennifer. He wanted to marry her.
    Shit, he was looking forward to being a father.
    “I’m done,” Jennifer said.
    Without looking at him, Jennifer walked out of her parents’ home leaving him behind. He stared after her, shocked. She was the first woman he believed carried his child, and she was the first woman to walk away from him.
    Jennifer might not know it yet, but