Free One More Chance (Chance, Part 2) by T. Renee Fike

excitedly.
    “Brody slept here last night?” I ask , confused because I didn’t see him.
    “Sure did .”
    “You hussie,” I joke.
    “We didn’t have sex, though I wasn’t opposed to it.”
    “Why not then?”
    “He said the first time we have sex , we are not going to have alcohol in our systems.”
    “Oh damn, he wants you to remember every second of it,” I say laughing.
    “I know right, so tonight no drinking,” she says completely serious.
    “Tonight?” I ask laughing.
    “Yes, I want sex and I like him and I know him, and yes, just yes,” she says blushing again.
    “By all means, you do what you gotta do,” I say laughing hard, “So are you guys together, together then?”
    “Yep.   He asked me last night when we were in bed if I would be his girlfriend,” she says excitedly.
    “I’m really happy for you.  I think you guys look cute together,” I say honestly.
    “Thanks.  So tell me about the guy you were talking to,” she says with piqued interest.
    “His name is Jason and he’s nice.”
    “And hot,” she points out.
    “Yes, definitely hot,” I say laughing.
    “You guys spent a long time talking.”
    “We did, it was nice.  He seems like a really good guy.”
    “And?”
    “I’m definitely going to hang out with him again,” I say happily.
    “Good, who knows maybe he’s your next boyfriend,” she says with excitement.
    “No,” I say shaking my head, “Once I tell him I’m pregnant, I’m sure he’ll be running for the hills.”
    “Maybe not, you don’t know yet. ”
    “I do know.  I took a test last night,” I say nervously.
    “Seriously?” she asks, looking shocked.
    “Yeah, Kenzie got one for me last night on the way home.”
    “Holy shit, why didn’t you tell me?”
    “This is the first I’ve seen you since I took the stupid test,” I say with a look.
    “You should have called me; I would have been here for you.”
    “It’s fine.  Kenzie was here and talked to me.”
    “What are you going to do?”
    “Hopefully hide it until I get to London.”
    “ What about Jason?” she asks, looking confused.
    I give her a stern look, “Why would Jason stick around?  A majority of guys aren’t going to want to get to know a girl who’s pregnant.”
    “That’s not always true.”
    “Okay, let me rephrase that, guys don’t want to date a girl who’s pregnant.”
    “Some do,” she says trying to be optimistic.
    “It’s fine.  I’m going to hang out with him and I’ll tell him, hopefully we can be friends.”
    “When are you seeing him again?”
    “Tomorrow night, we are going for dinner.”
    Before I know it , Monday night is here and I meet Jason at the tattoo shop he works at before we leave to head to Molly’s Irish Pub.
    He’s looking pretty freaking hot today.  He has on a v-neck tee shirt that shows the tattoos down his arms, snug jeans, and black boots.  If I thought he looked slightly preppy the other night, he definitely doesn’t anymore.  His blonde hair is a messy mop on the top of his head and the way his green eyes sparkle is sexy.
    “Hey,” he says as I enter the shop.
    “Hi,” I say with a smile, “You ready to go?”
    “Yep,” he says to me before he turns and says bye to the rest of the guys and girl at the shop. “Do you want to leave your car here?” he asks.
    “We’re walking?” I ask confused.
    “Yeah, it’s not far.”
    “Sounds good,” I say as we walk side by side to Molly’s.  I turned twenty-one in the beginning of January, but knowing I’m pregnant now, I know it’s not wise to drink.  We make the short walk to Molly’s and head inside grabbing a booth.
    Liam
    “You like her, don’t you?” I ask Spence for the third time.  I know he’s lying to me.
    “No.”
    “Why not?” I ask.
    “I mean she’s cute, but nah , too crazy for me.”
    “Crazy?  She’s not crazy.”
    “Do you hear yourself right now?  I’m pretty sure you told me she was a fucking crazy bitch.”
    “That was