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happened and try to work it out. I miss you, and… the house isn’t finished… and I just… I just want to get this worked out with you. Please!” he sounded as sincere as he felt, and he was glad about it.
    She narrowed her eyes and clenched her jaw, trying to sound professional, since Keisha and Malaika were both in earshot of her just then.
    “I’m afraid that won’t work,” she answered in a level tone. “I can come by to finish the job there when you aren’t home, but that’s the best I can do for you, Mr. Thompson.”
    He looked down and considered what she said. He knew what she was saying to him. He guessed that there were probably people around her and that she couldn’t speak as plainly as he wanted to. “Naomi, I know things didn’t end well the last time that you were here, but I miss you and I want to see you! Please reconsider. Please think about this!”
    She had been thinking about it. She had thought about it much more often and more intently than she had wanted to. “I have given it considerable thought,” she answered him. “I think the only viable option is for me to work there while you’re not home, and complete the job as soon as possible.” She was trying to get her point across while being discreet around Keisha and Malaika.
    He sighed in frustration. He knew that she meant it. “So there’s no changing this and going back to what we had?” he asked with the last shred of hope in him for her.
    “No, I don’t see how that would be possible,” she answered. “Unless you change your position on the subject we last discussed.”
    Scott knew that she meant taking her out in public. “I already explained that to you. I can’t do that. I had hoped that you would see my side of that.”
    “And I hoped that you would see mine. We’re at an impasse. I will finish the work on your home while you’re not there. Please email a schedule to me stating when the home will be vacant for me to come finish working. Thank you for your call.” She held her ground, though it was difficult for her.
    He was silent for a long moment. “All right. You win. That’s what we’ll do. Thanks for taking the call.” He hung up and Naomi made herself hang up, telling herself that it really was the best possible thing, no matter that it felt like the worst thing in the world to her.
    Later that day she received an email from him, listing dates and times when he would not be at the house and she could go there to finish her work. It broke her heart to see it so plain and simple, but there was really no way around it. She was going to finish decorating his house, and she was not going to be with him again, because she wasn’t going to let herself be used.
    ***
    Days that felt like eternity turned into weeks, and before Naomi knew it, those weeks turned into a month. She hadn’t been feeling well, and she seemed to be more tired than she could remember being since college. Hoping that she hadn’t come down with anything, she went to the doctor to have tests run to see what was going on with her. She was in no way prepared for the answer he gave to her.
    “You’re pregnant,” he advised with a wide smile.
    She stared back at him and everything in her slowed to a halt. “I’m… I’m what?”
    “You’re pregnant…” he answered again, as his smile faded. “I take it this was an unexpected pregnancy?”
    She nodded almost as if she was in a trance. “Unexpected… yes.”
    “Do you need any information on counseling or anything else?” he asked her sympathetically.
    She shook her head and looked away from the older man. “No, I think I just need some time alone to think about this.”
    “Of course. Use the room as long as you need to. We’ll be out in the hallway if you need any help,” he said kindly, and he left her alone.
    Naomi erupted in emotion; tears spilled from her eyes, her heart pounded, and her body began to tremble and shake from the shock of it. She couldn’t believe it.