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“Thank you for sharing that with me.”
“Of course. If I can use my mistakes to help someone else, I’m happy to do that. You’re not alone in how you’re feeling. The reason for your pain is personal, but the pain itself never is. We’re all here for you, but only you can decide when you’re ready to accept that help.”
I nod slowly, unsure of what to say. I’m not sure there’s anything to say.
We both turn back to our food and eat in a comfortable silence until I feel a sharp, sudden pain.
“Ow,” I say, holding my stomach.
Aaron’s eyes go wide and he leaps off his stool. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” I grumble. “Ah.”
“Whoa.” His eyes go wide as he watches a heel or maybe an elbow jab into the wall of my stomach and trails down a few inches before she spins away again, sending a ripple over that part of my stomach. “That’s crazy.”
“Yeah. It feels… weird. But cool. And occasionally painful. Some extremity was right in my bladder. Oof. She’s really rolling in there. Do you want to feel?”
“Is that okay?”
“Yeah, here.” I take his hand and put it on my stomach where she’s doing somersaults.
“Wow. That’s crazy. So cool.”
He’s got a massive smile, and it’s clear how much he wants to have this with Rae.
He pulls his hand back and shakes his head.
“So, Rae says you two are officially trying now?”
“About to start, yeah. I’m nervous, but excited.”
“Well, I lucked into this one, but I’ll be sending good baby-making vibes your way,” I say with a laugh.
“Thanks.”
We finish our meal in a comfortable silence, and after indulging in some ice cream cake, he gets ready to go home.
“This was nice,” I say, feeling a little awkward now. It’s my first time hanging out one-on-one with any of the guys.
“It was. Like I said, let me know if you need anything. And I promise the only details I will report back to Miles are that you ate and drank.”
“I appreciate that, and the advice,” I say as he opens the front door.
He turns and wraps me in a hug. “No problem. Happy to help however I can.”
I smile as he lets me go. “Thanks, A.”
He laughs. “You called me ‘A.’ You’re officially one of us now.”
“Yeah, I think I am.”
He throws his hand up in a wave as he leaves, then I shut the door behind him and make my way into the living room, dropping onto the couch.
Now I have to find the strength to let them—more importantly, Miles—in.
I grab my phone and stare at the “let’s get started” button again.
Easier said than done.
