My Hot Alpha

I know he wanted to shout it from the rooftops that he was going to be a dad, but I wanted to keep it our little secret until we were at least 12 weeks. I probably shouldn't have but I read a lot of things online. Anything could happen and I wanted to make sure everything was okay before we told anyone.

"It's our little secret babe. Now eat your toast I'm going to shower".

I ate my toast in small bites. It was the only way I could keep it down. I finished getting dried and dressed before heading downstairs. Lana had already messaged about going for lunch, but I had yet to message her back.

I wasn't sure if I was up for it. I wanted to go but the way I was feeling was making me second guess. I was shattered, my stomach was dodgy. If I presented like this to the girls, then they would know straight away. They already suspected but I wasn't going to tell them. Jake and I made a promise to keep it to ourselves for a little while longer.

But if I didn't go then they would think something was wrong.

I texted Alanna and Lacey asking if they were free for lunch. Explained the whole Lana situation and waited for the reply.

Of course, Alanna called instead of replying.

"Hey". I answered.

"So, all is good with Lana then?". She asked.

"Are you driving?". She sounded far away, like I was on speaker.

"Heading home I'm going to drop in. Do you need anything?".

"A caramel Frappuccino". I chewed my bottom lip. I may feel sick, but I wanted one. No scratch that I needed one. Every time I thought about food or a specific food item, I had to have it.

A laugh fell from her lips. "Still refusing to believe that you're pregnant?".

"It's just coffee". I sighed.

"Whatever you say mama. I'll see you soon".

She ended the call.

A sigh fell from my lips as I sat at the table.

"What's with the face?". He asked walking into the kitchen.

"Alanna knows".

"You told her?". He shouted.

I turned to look at him my eyebrows furrowed; my arms folded over my chest. "Who do you think you're shouting at?". I huffed.

He smirked. "I'm sorry I can't, baby your cute little angry face". He paused, I glared.

Cute little angry face?

"I'm sorry". He kissed the top of my head. "So, Alanna knows?".

"I haven't told her anything, but she's convinced herself that I am, but I still don't want to say anything".

"Let her think what she wants. We'll break the news when you're ready. Now did you finish your toast?". He asked.

"I did. Alanna is bringing me a caramel Frappuccino". I couldn't hide my little grin.

"Coffee?". He frowned. "Are you allowed to drink coffee?".

I rolled my eyes. "One isn't going to hurt".

"But babe-...".

"One isn't going to hurt". I repeated.

I was all for him supporting me and being there for me but what I eat, or drink is my choice. If I want to drink coffee, then I'm going to drink coffee. "Fine, whatever. I need to go to the training ground for a bit. Will you be, okay?".

I nodded.

"I won't be long".

..

I made a face as he slammed the door shut behind him.

I fell asleep and almost had a heart attack when I woke, and Alanna was stood staring at me.

"What are you doing?". I yawned.

"Nothing". She looked me over her eyes spending way too long on my stomach before sitting across from me.

"Did I miss lunch?".

"I invited them over here when I found you sleeping".

Found me sleeping?

"How long have you been here?". I asked.

"About forty minutes. Your snoring is so bad". She grinned.

"I don't snore". I sat up another yawn escaping my mouth. "And you could have woken me instead of staring at me for forty minutes. Where's my coffee?". "They were out".

"Out?". I frowned. "Since when are Starbucks out of caramel Frappuccino's?".

"Queue was too long, so I went to McDonalds, and you know what they're like. Machines always broken".

"So, no coffee?".

"No coffee. Do you want me to make you tea?".

I shook my head. "I have no food made but there's lots of snacks in the pantry". For once I wasn't hungry.

"Lunch is taken care of. Mind if I grab a drink?".

"Help yourself". I took my phone from under the cushion and checked my messages. Nothing exciting, no messages. Scrolling through Facebook I stopped at the photo I was tagged in. "When was that?". I asked turning my phone to her.

"Ah". She grinned. "That was the night you punched Jake in the face. It came up on my memories today".

I grinned. It seemed like such a long time ago. "And look at us now". We had been through so much together. Good times and bad and now we were going to start a family.

"I poured you a glass". She nodded to the glass of wine on the table.

Oh.

"It's 1 o'clock in the day Alanna". I could get away with saying that because it's something I would say anyway. She was trying to make me tell her. She knew but still I wasn't going to confirm anything. Not yet anyway. She shrugged. "It's 5 o'clock somewhere".

"Did you text Lana as well?". I asked.

"Yeah, she's coming over".

"Just making sure". I sat up rubbing a hand over my face. "I know she's not your favourite person right now".

"I don't have an issue with Lana. I told you what I thought of her because of the way she was acting but if you are cool then I'm cool".

"She came over, we talked, and we've moved on". It wasn't something we had to talk about again. We put the situation to bed, and I'd like to keep it there.

"So, why'd she say all those horrible things?". She asked.

"It doesn't matter. It's done and I'm not going to talk about it anymore".

"Boo". She frowned. "Lacey is bringing tacos for lunch. Is that okay?".

I'm glad she didn't push for me to tell her. What sort of friend would I be if I sat here bitching about Lana. Not that I would anyway. I had my friend back and that's all that mattered. We were past it.

"Tacos are fine". I hope they're from the same place Jake took me to last night. I wasn't hungry but I would eat them just because. Getting to my feet I walked into the kitchen.

"I can make you tea". Alanna was hot on my tail.

A sigh fell from my lips. "I can make my own tea. Do you want some or are you sticking with the wine?".

She made a face. "I'll have some tea. This". She poured the wine down the sink. "Was a bad idea".

There was a knock at the door and Alanna took no time in answering it. They never used to knock. I found it strange that they had started.

"I've got tacos, enchiladas, nachos and a side portion of jalapeños. Lana has the soda". She placed the food on the table, but I could feel her staring. "What?". I sighed.

"Well". She grinned. "Are you pregnant or not?".