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Ava falls into a fit of laughter. I wait it out, almost finishing the tub of ice cream during our conversation.
“You’re so funny. It’s like you don’t even know me.”
The door opens to Beau with the peppermint tub in hand. His cheeks are flushed, given it's slightly warmer than usual tonight, or he ran. I take a glimpse at the tub, shuddering at the look of it.
“Ava, I gotta go. Call me later.”
I hang up the phone and force a smile. “So, about the peppermint…”
Beau closes his eyes and exhales. “Don’t even say it. I swear to God you’re lucky you’re beautiful, or I would have abandoned you long ago.”
Sometimes, Beau will say something completely unaware, and I pretend like it's nothing. Like right now. I bow my head, willing to hide my expression. Things with us have been great, and we’ve both learned to respect the boundary we set in our friendship. Our last so-called ‘crossing’ of the boundary almost cost us our friendship, and I don’t ever want to lose him again.
I must remind myself any feelings I have, are misguided and probably because of pregnancy hormones. The bane of my existence.
“Uh, thanks,” I mumble. “And I’m sorry.”
“Hey.” Beau reaches out to touch my hand. “It’s cool. The baby wants what it wants, right? Anyway, you wanna study? When’s your final?”
Beau is incredibly smart. Often, he plays dumb to get out of things, but the guy could seriously graduate tomorrow with how intelligent he is. As a study partner, he has been amazing. Thanks to him, I feel confident passing all my classes even though I’m super tired and can barely stay awake during the day.
“I miss coffee,” I say out loud. “The taste, the smell. The way it keeps me awake.”
“I bet you do. I would go insane without it. What else do you miss?”
“Rollercoasters,” I quip.
“As soon as you’ve popped this kid out, we’re hitting Disneyland.”
I cock my head with a jutted chin. “Popped this kid out? The baby doesn’t just pop out. You go through hours of intense labor, maybe even days. Then, excruciating pain to push, not pop, it out of your vagina.”
Beau presses his lips flat, running his hand through his messy hair. Every time he does that, I focus on the tattoo on his hand.
He winces. “Vaginas are small.”
“Yes, they are. I mean, I’m sure you’ve been in some loose ones, but not loose enough for a baby to pop out.”
He chuckles while sitting at the end of my bed, prompting me to put my feet up so he can massage them. The touch of his hands on my swollen feet makes me want to fall asleep right here. Lately, it’s happened multiple times. He’d put me to sleep somehow, and I’d wake up the next morning with him gone.
“I can’t say it’s something guys really think about when they’re fucking a chick.”
“Get out of here. In my romance books, the guy always comments on how tight a woman is.”
“Yeah, your romance books,” Beau chastises. “Is that how you’re getting off these days?”
“Look at me, Beau. There’s no getting off. I can barely reach down there. So, are you saying guys don’t think this?”
He drops his gaze, but I can see a smirk forming on his lips. Most of the time, he makes these sexy gestures and doesn’t even know it.
“Maybe, like sometimes. I dunno.”
“Men are complicated creatures.”
“Women are complicated creatures,” he retorts. “The simple fact that you’re reading a romance novel where the guy is talking about how tight a chick is. Is this what women want?”
“It’s kinda hot.” I shrug with a smirk. “I’m just saying if a guy said it to me, I wouldn’t object.”
“No guy is saying that to you because after you have this baby, you’re swearing to celibacy for life,” he demands.
