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Kaitlyn: I accepted Payton’s offer and am finally moving out of my parents' house!
Maize: OMG...what did they say?
Kaitlyn: I haven't exactly told them yet.
Maize: When are you moving in with him?
Kaitlyn: Saturday...
Maize: Kaitlyn Rose! That's in 2 days!
I laugh because I can hear her scolding tone in my head. It’s been five days since Payton suggested it, and I would've told her sooner, but I've been swamped at work. Plus, I was still processing everything.
Kaitlyn: Relax! I'm telling them tonight. It'll be fine.
Maize: Call me and put me on speakerphone so I can hear them yell at you.
Kaitlyn: Very funny. No sex stories for you now!
Maize: Yeah right, liar! You're the one who shares way too much. I'm expecting diagrams, drawings, and videos at this point.
Dammit, she's right.
Maize: And if that's the case, please give me a warning so I don't expose my eight-year-old girls to sex education earlier than they need it.
I snort.
Kaitlyn: Fair enough. Although, I’m surprised they haven't walked in on you and Gavin by now.
Maize: Oh, I've always been paranoid about that. I lock the door, then move the nightstand in front of it just in case one of them figures out how to unlock it. I'm not about to scar them the way I was!
Unable to control my laughter, I recall the stories she's told me about accidentally catching her parents in the act.
Just as I'm getting ready to take my break, I get another text.
Payton: Do you have time to join me for lunch? I warmed up leftovers from last night.
As we do every Wednesday, Payton made us dinner, and we watched our shows together. He made a delicious tomato basil penne pasta dish that was to die for.
Kaitlyn: Hell yeah! On my way.
I don't waste any time and drive there as fast as I can.
As soon as I walk through the door, I smell the food, and my stomach growls. I set my bag down and find Payton in the kitchen.
"Hey there."
"Hey, just in time. Food's ready."
"Perfect. I'm starvin'."
He hands me my plate, and we sit next to each other at the table.
"What's in there?" he asks, pointing at my mini backpack.
"Oh, I brought my ovulation kit and TTC journal. Wanted to do a test on my break and see if a second line appears." I dig it out and show him.
He arches a brow and continues chewing as he looks through my stuff. "What's TTC?"
