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EZRA

“Well, that’s it then.” I stared at the television where our governor had just declared that schools be canceled for the rest of the year. “Shit.”

My wife wiped her eyes. “This sucks so bad.”

I pulled her into my arms and turned her so that she was practically in my lap. Then I said, “At least we can start working on that second baby.”

She snorted and lifted up until she could press her lips to mine.

“Except,” she admitted, “I’ll get pregnant, then I’ll have to miss half the school year next year due to me having the baby. I don’t think…”

I shut her up by moving us all over again, this time so she was underneath me.

When I pulled back from our kiss the second time, she was staring at me with a haze of happiness in her eyes. None of the sadness from before.

“The kids will love you no matter what,” I said. “But for right now, it’s time to focus on our mental health. Not anybody else’s.”

Raleigh was already shaking her head. “I can’t help but worry about my kids, Ezra.”

“You don’t think I worry about mine?” I asked. “I had eight seniors this year. They didn’t get to play their last baseball game. They don’t get to walk the stage for graduation. They don’t get to dance at their prom. And I don’t get to watch them walk into my class for the last time and leave as adults.”

Her eyes shone with tears. “But what I do get to have is you for three extra months. Our son for three extra months. I get to knock you up. I get to…”

She smacked me on the arm. “This is a discussion, Ezra. Not a show and tell.”

I snorted before I dropped my mouth down to hers.

When I pulled back, she was definitely looking more on board.

“Just think,” I teased. “Your mom and dad can get some quality grandson time, and me and you can get some quality baby making time.”

Her face started to cloud over as she thought about another baby.

“I want a girl,” I pushed, knowing that it would get her. “One who looks exactly like you.”

Her eyes studied my face. “You don’t think this is the worst idea ever?”

“As long as we don’t name her Corona, it sounds like the best idea ever.”

She slapped me with her hand. “That’s so not funny.”

I moved until I was better situated between her thighs. “I am completely.” Kiss. “One hundred percent.” Kiss. “Serious.” Kiss. “I want you pregnant with my baby. Now.”

When I pulled away, she was looking at me with lust-filled eyes. “I guess that’s not going to be too much of a hardship.”

I moved my hand down to her butt and squeezed. “I’ll show you hard.”

Book:Hissy Fit

CHAPTER 16

What the bippity boppity holy fuckballs is this?

-Trace’s secret thoughts

TRANCE

“There was this guy who decided to go to the store today in a hazmat suit. I’m talking, full on. He had the hood, the plastic visor, the yellow suit you see outside of all those decontamination scenes when they’re dealing with stuff in movies? I’m fairly sure he got it at Parties Plus.” I took a swig of my beer. “Then there was the guy who got a call from his wife while I was in line. He’s decked out. Has those black nitrile gloves on, face mask, long sleeves, and a scarf, even. Phone rings, he shoves his gloved hand into his pocket, answers the phone with his freakin’ nose, and then presses it to his face. Then, while he’s talking to her, he takes his other glove off with his teeth. Absently starts loading stuff onto the conveyor belt, then yanks down his mask because apparently his wife can’t hear him. Switches the phone from ear to ear as he pays, shoves all of his shit back into his pocket, then puts on the gloves again.”

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