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Ifollow her into the bedroom.She’sunhooking her bra in the back as she walks.Suddenly, she turns around, clasping her bra over her chest.
“Justgive me a minute.Ineed to change.”
“Wait, is something wrong?”Iask.
“No.Nothingis wrong.”
“Idon’t understand.”
Shegives me an exasperated look. “Yousure you want to know this?Imean this whole having a baby thing isn’t exactly pretty.”
“Ofcourse,Iwant to know.You’reworrying me.”
Sherolls her eyes, drops her head back, and blows out a breath before she turns her attention back to me. “I’mleaking milk.”
I’mnot sure what answerIwas expecting, but that wasn’t it.
“Lactating,” she adds.
“Isthat…”
“Normal?Yes.”Sheshrugs slightly. “Justglad it didn’t happen at church, or work for that matter.Youcan close your mouth now,Evan.Ijust need to change.”
Ipop my mouth closed, not even realizing it had dropped open.
“Showme,”Iblurt.
“What?”
“Iwant to see.”
“Evan!”
Ireturn my gaze to her eyes which are studying me carefully.Iwalk closer and slide my hands up her arms. “Iwant to see you,Rachel.Yourbody is so different.You’vechanged so much, andImiss seeing you, touching you.Don’teven feel likeIknow you anymore.”
“Ohsweetie,I’mnot a supermodel.I’vegot stretch marks on my hips and breasts.Mystomach is big and round.I’mafraid if you see me this way, you’re never going to unsee it.”
Myhand drops to roam from her hip to across her belly. “I’mnot repulsed by you,Rachel.Damn, you’ve become so much more stunning!I’vebeen mentally kicking myself for my lurid thoughts because you’re pregnant.Iknow that’s not appropriate…”
“YouthinkI’vesuddenly turned asexual?Youhave no idea what pregnant women are really like, do you?”
Ishrug, and her expression softens.
“Ofcourse, you don’t.”
“Thentell me what it’s like for you.”
Herchin trembles a little before she takes in a deep breath. “I’man emotional wreck.Ican’t get enough cherries, andIwake up in the middle of the night dying for a cold glass of chocolate milk.Mybody feels so damn foreign.Noneof my clothes fit anymore.Ithurts to stand or sit too long.Ican’t sleep on my stomach so it’s impossible to get comfortable at night.”
GentlyItake her hands and lift them away from her body.
“Showme,”Itell her again.
Shelets her arms fall to her sides.
“MayI?”Iask asIslide my fingers under the straps of her bra.
“Whywould you want to?”
