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With a sigh, I walked back to my room to be sure everything was in place.
Conor
I never realized how exhausting not having sex could be. Every night I slept wrapped up in Mia. Every night, I went to bed with a case of blue balls worse than the night before.
But while I went to sleep uncomfortable, I found myself waking up more than comfortable. This thing between Mia and me had an easy rhythm and, as much as I didn’t want to be the owner of the idea, I really think that the no-sex thing worked in our favor.
It was no secret that I liked sex, that before Mia coming back into my life, the longest I went without it was maybe two days. And I usually made up for those off days when I got back in the sack. Being with Mia, and not being able to sink into her wet heat, had its challenges, sure, but I think I decided I liked myself better as a person, and it reinforced that I could do the co-parenting and monogamy thing long-term.
Earlier this month, I brought her to Caleb and Sydney’s wedding with me. I enjoyed showing her off, her standing at my side and my hand covering her belly.
These days, Rory teased her like he teased Brenna. Bren and Mia… I was pretty sure they were on good terms now, too. Neither talked to me about what they talked about to one another, but things were easy all around where Mia and my family were concerned.
Today, Stone showed up to the bar an hour early, but rather than head to Mia’s, I went back to the office to try and do some bookkeeping that was due to be finished tomorrow.
Mia didn’t know it, but right after I found out we were having a kid, I bought a copy of that book, The Expectant Father. I devoured the months we were already past, curious about what Mia had been through, and then I fucking studied the hell out of the months to come. When I got to her apartment one Wednesday morning after close, something she said triggered a piece of information I read. I let her go back to sleep, pissy as she’d been, and in the morning I made sure to wake up with her and her alarm and we talked about me cutting down on my hours.
I owned the fucking bar. I made enough money managing the place that bartending wasn’t necessary. So we made a compromise that I’d work Thursday and Friday nights, Saturday afternoons, and leave Sunday for bookkeeping. That way when the kid was here, we’d have more flexibility once Mia went back to work.
As for tonight…
If I had my way, I was going to be up really late and wasn’t planning on leaving Mia’s arms until maybe tomorrow afternoon at the earliest.
We reached our month.
And I had plans for my baby mama.
There was also the fact that The Expectant Father mentioned Mia’s libido could potentially drop, and I’d be damned if we went a month without sex, a month where right before the vow, Mia was downright craving sex, for her to put up the red light because she wasn’t feeling it anymore.
I booted up my laptop and while my accounting program loaded, I opened up my email to check on the status of a ring I’d been looking at.
Yeah, yeah, it was definitely too fucking early to talk about marriage, but it was something that had been sitting in the back of my mind since watching Cael get hitched.
Damn internet was slow as fuck today.
I sighed and leaned back in my chair, closing my eyes while I waited.
