“Guess what… I’m pregnant… You’re going to be a father… We’re having a baby…”

“It works better if you tell the perspective parent rather then your mirror, ya know.” I whip around and there’s Brian leaning against the doorjamb arms crossed over his bulging tummy.

“Gee thanks Brian.”

He just grins at me. Very little ruins his mood anymore now that he’s having twins… he’s have twins, Dom fathered twins… Does that mean they run in our family? Oh God. Slow, deep breaths Mia… don’t borrow more trouble then you’ve already got, just think of how to tell Vince.

“Do you think you could get Dom out of the house tonight? I want to tell Vince and not have to worry about Dom until I’m ready to share…"

“Sure, he can take me out for dinner. I’ve been craving Chinese.” With that said he turned and walked out to drag my brother off to dinner. I have no doubt despite the fact that Dom hates Chinese food that he’ll take Brian out and Vince and me will be alone in the house.

Well wasn’t that just interesting, at first he thought I was joking and when I told him that I wasn’t, that I was pregnant and he was going to be a father, he made like a goldfish for about 5 minutes before he dropped his little bombshell…

“I’m not ready for this.” He slammed the door when he left. This was not what I expected. I figured he’d be upset, I thought he might yell or something, I never thought he’d walk out on me… on us.

What am I going to do?