“What’s so funny?” Zander asks me, amused at my outburst. “You know we only need one test, right? There are at least 20, and he actually got a cup and a syringe too,” I say, and Zander also chuckles. I threw the tests out on the bed and chose two and took the cup and the syringe.
I have only ever had to do this once before for myself, when Kyle and I first started sleeping together. I also helped Robyn take one when she thought she was pregnant, and that was the old school test. It's pretty easy to do as far as I remember. “Here goes nothing,” I say as I walk into the bathroom and Zander follows me.
“You don't have to be here when I pee,” I say, looking back at him. “There is no way I am missing any part of this. I am with you from beginning to the end. Go pee in that cup so you can se
