Chapter Ninety

Dermot's pov

The words slipped from my lips before I had any chance to stop them. I felt his hands freeze, we stood there unmoving, waiting for the other to break the ice.

I almost face palmed myself, I just had to drop the bomb when we just went through this tonight.

"You're what?" He asked, stepping back a little.

I didn't like the space between us, I stepped closer to him.

"Sorry it took me this long to tell you, I just needed to be sure" I informed him.

He nodded, his eyes taking on this far-away look.

"I went to the doctor and it's official, I am pregnant," I said.

He nodded, stepping back to sit down on the sofa close to him.

'You are pregnant with my baby," he murmured to himself.

running his hands through his hair, he stared at me.

"You are pregnant!" He exclaimed.

I was beginning to get worried, this wasn't what I thought his reaction would be. He was in shock.