*Trinity's POV*

I tapped my hand against my thigh, trying to release some of my nervous energy as I sat on the closed toilet. My other hand was wrapped tightly around a pee stained stick.

I watched as the little symbol changed in front of my eyes to a plus size and felt as if I might puke again on the spot.

It couldn’t be…I didn’t believe it.

We had just gotten home from the trainwreck of a dinner at Matthew's ...