Free One That Came Back by Lexy Timms Page B

glanced at her sister. “Why not, though?”
    “I want to get married in the church. I want a beautiful white gown, flowers, flower girls, everything.” Angela looked ready to cry again.
    “You wanted Prince Charming and fairy castles. Count yourself lucky. You’ve got the Prince Charming. Others aren’t so lucky.”
    Angela cast a worried glance at Emily. “Oh, Em, I didn’t mean—oh, heck. You’ll find yours one day.”
    Emily turned her head and stared out of the window. “There are very few princes out there Angela, but I’m happy for you. Please don’t think for a moment I’m not.”
    “I know you are, Em.”
    “Hey,” said Emily, “don’t miss the entrance.” She pointed to a Walgreens they were passing.
    Angela turned sharply into the parking lot, nearly careening into the landscaping on the right. She jerked the wheel to the left to avoid hitting the bushes.
    “Whoa!” cried Emily and then started laughing.
    “Sorry,” said Angela. “I’m just so worried.”
    “If you aren't careful, neither one of us will have anything to worry about.” She grinned and winked at her sister. “You wait here and I’ll go grab a kit. Let me prove to you there’s nothing to worry about. I’ll be right back.”
    Angela pulled into a spot in front of the store and Emily hurried in, picking up a shopping basket as she entered. She scanned the aisles quickly and found the feminine products section. She looked at the quantity of pregnancy tests and shook her head, trying to decide which one to get. Finally, she grabbed one that promised early detection. She was about to pull it off the shelf when she caught a movement out of the corner of her eye.
    “Hey, Emily.”
    She knew that voice and whirled around in a panic. “You’re supposed to be staying away from me, Evan.” She glanced around, ready to run, and then anger took over her fear. She wasn’t going to be bullied by this asshole.
    “Those orders of protection don’t last forever. It expired yesterday, Emily.”
    “So what? Now you’re stalking me again?”
    Evan snorted. “I never stalked you. I can’t help it if the judge believed that garbage you told him.”
    Emily pulled her phone out of her purse. “I’m calling the cops right now. How about we see what they think?”
    Evan put his hand on hers. “Please don’t. I don’t want us to fight.”
    She wrenched her hand away and glared at him. “We’re past fighting. Leave me alone, Evan! If you haven’t figured it out, I want nothing to do with you.”
    Evan glanced over her shoulder to the shelves she stood in front of. “Pregnancy test?” He grinned wickedly as he shook his head and tutted. “What’s the family going to say?”
    “They know you’re an ass. Now leave me alone!” She pivoted and grabbed a pink box as she hurried away from her ex. She shook, but not from fear. It was rage. She was so angry. Why the hell would he confront her in the store? She definitely would have to get the order extended. Whatever it took. She hadn’t seen him in months and figured he’d finally moved on.
    At the cash register her hands shook when she took out her debit card. She barely paid attention to the price ringing up. It seemed higher than normal but she didn’t care. She just wanted the cashier to tell her the total and let her pay and get out of there.
    “You sure you need a combo pack, Ma’am?”
    “Pardon?” Emily stared at the girl, trying to figure out what she meant.
    “Most people only get one pack. Do you want to change it?”
    The cashier held up the box and Emily realized it had three pregnancy tests in it instead of one. Looking over her shoulder, she saw Evan heading toward the same check-out line she was in. “It’s fine. They’re not for me.”
    “Sure, Ma’am,” the cashier said with a knowing look that meant she clearly didn’t believe her.
    Wanting to get away as quickly as possible, Emily didn’t argue. She swiped the debit card, grabbed the bag and