A rush of air bursts from my lungs, and I sniff back a torrent of snot threatening to run down my face. Super hot.
“No need. I have two under the sink. I’ve been staring at the box for days now.” He stops on his way to the door, then walks over to my side of the bed. I turn to face him, and he crouches down to my level.
“Do you want to do it when you’re alone?” His eyes look up at the ceiling, then back down at me nervously, like he’s worried that I’m going to say yes.
I shake my head, and he blows out a breath of relief.
“I don’t want to do this alone.”
“Okay. Let’s go pee.”
“Well, I kind of want to pee alone.”
“Okay.” He chuckles, running his fingers through his hair. “Just saying that it wouldn’t phase me considering what we just did, and need I remind you of how we met?”
I push at his chest, and he grabs my hand, pulling my knuckles up to his lips for a kiss. My heart flip-flops, telling me that if the test says yes, then he probably won’t disappear on me. His heart is too good for that. I still fight that niggling worry at the back of my brain though. That worry that I’ll end up doing everything alone. That I’m good enough for now, but not good enough for forever.
Jaxon helps me to my feet, his eyes roving over my naked body, likely wondering how much this body might change before he even got a chance to really enjoy it. I mentally smack myself for even thinking it. He’s not that shallow.
“Which drawer is it in?” He takes off to the bathroom on a mission, opening things as I direct him. I hear the box ripping open as he fumbles with it. The distinct plink of it dropping on the counter and his nervous curse has me biting my lip as I come into the bathroom, buttoning up his dress shirt over my chest. He does a double-take of me in the shirt and smiles softly as he hands me the test.
“Need me to walk you through it?”
“No, I just have to hold it down in the stream for five seconds.”
“Yup. You’ve got this.” He stands there, staring at me for a minute like he forgot I wanted to pee in peace.
“Jaxon?”
“Right, sorry. My brain is just short-circuiting. Tad nervous is all. I’ll be right, um…outside.” He steps out, closing the door behind him. I puff my cheeks out, looking down at the stick before sitting on the toilet. A few minutes later, I’m still there staring at it, unable to bring myself to uncap it and do the deed.
“You okay in there?”
“Oh my gosh, are you actually listening?”
“Nope.” Jaxon clears his throat. “Um, nope… I’m going to the kitchen for a drink and to pace. You want more water?”
“Sure. Please.”
“Do you have enough in you to take the test, or do you need the water first?”
“Go, Dr. Reyes.”
“Okay, holler if you need me.”
I chuff out a laugh.
“How are you going to help me pee?”
“I don’t know. I panicked. Said the first thing off the top of my head.”
“Please don’t leave me,” I whisper.
“Okay, I’m coming in!”
“No! That’s not what I meant!”
“Okay, okay.Fuck. I’m sweating bullets. Going to the kitchen now.”