Hidden (Stolen, Book Two) (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) by Ella London Page A

her veins and she shook them off. There was a simple way to know right now, to not have to wait for the blood test results. All she had to do was buy a pregnancy test and they wouldn’t need to wait for the doctor to call. Yes, a home pregnancy test might not be as accurate, but at least it would tell her something. And more than that, it would give her something to do, would make her feel like she had some control over what was happening.
    She’d leave, stop by the drugstore and take a cab home. When the test came back, she would call Ethan. With a plan in place, Harper felt slightly better. She twisted her hair into a side braid.
    Ethan was still sitting on the couch with his legs spread wide and his hands clasped and hanging between them. He looked up when she came out, and his face was blank, his bright blue eyes duller now. His hair was sticking up a lot more than when she’d left him, like he’d been dragging his hands through it.
    “I fucking hate waiting,” he said in a low voice.
    So did she, which was why she was heading to the drugstore right then. She grabbed her purse and stood by the door. “I’m going to the drugstore...to buy a test because I hate waiting too. Do you...want to come with me?”
    Ethan surged off the couch and exhaled roughly. “Fuck yeah. There’s one two blocks from here. We can walk faster than it would take to get the car.”
    They walked to the elevator without talking and the walk to the drugstore only took a few minutes. It was a beautiful clear day out, the kind that Harper loved to spend at the Common soaking in the day with a book.
    And maybe there would still even be time for that.
    This test would show them what she already knew deep down—that she wasn’t really pregnant--and then Ethan could exhale and she could stop fighting back the panic.
    A few minutes later, they stood in the drug store aisle that had pregnancy tests and condoms. The irony of it slapped her upside the head.
    Ethan shifted from one foot to the other and ran a hand over the back of his neck. She noticed that he did that when he was unsure.
    “So, which one?” he asked. It was the first thing he’d said to her since they left his apartment.
    She didn't have a clue. There were almost two dozen different kinds. It would be really helpful if one of the boxes said pick this one to see if you might be knocked up by a guy you barely know.
    “This one says extra early detection.” Ethan handed her a box and she flipped it over. Find out five days before your missed period! It proclaimed. He gave her a lifted eyebrow and she threw it into his basket. He took a step back and cocked his head at the display. “We should get more than one.”
    Harper nodded. “I’m not sure what the percentage of faulty tests are but if there is one, I’ll probably get it.” She grabbed another box that had Early Detection across the front but a different brand. “So this isn’t weird or anything,” she said.
    He exhaled on a laugh. “No shit.”
    They walked side by side down the aisle and he nudged her shoulder with his. “Should we get pickles and ice cream and maybe some wine so we’re prepared for both?”
    Harper snorted, then laughed because she snorted.
    When she glanced over, his shoulders were more relaxed and a grin turned his lips up. “Come on,” he said in her ear.
    She tried to ignore the wash of goose bumps his hot breath sent racing through her body. “I’m moving as fast as I can,” she joked.
    Ethan drew her to a stop. She had no idea what he was looking at until he took a bottle of prenatal vitamins off the shelf.
    “So should we get some of these, just in case? There’s some important vitamin that you’re supposed to take early on in these things.”
    What twenty four year old guy knew about prenatal vitamins?
    She must have looked as confused as she felt because when he met her questioning gaze, he shrugged and tossed the bottle into the basket. “My sister had two kids. I remember