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“Is that a foot?” I point to a tiny white spot in one picture.
Maren rotates the picture. “Or a hand? A penis, perhaps?”
“Maren, you’re an expert at penises. You’d know one if you saw one.”
Maren guffaws. The couple waiting across from us smirk.
I love this girl’s sense of humor. How she’ll laugh at my dirty jokes, then do dirty things with me in bed later.
“Do you want to find out the gender?” she asks.
I ponder this for a minute. “I think I’d like to keep it a surprise, actually.”
“Good.” Maren grins. “I do too.”
Our chat with the doctor goes well. She reminds Maren to take her prenatal vitamins, answers my questions about Maren lifting Katie, and gives us an official due date of May 25.
It all starts to feel thrillingly real. The fact that I feel thrilled at all is cause for celebration. Has me feeling like I made the right choice to put myself out there again. I spent years alone in a wilderness I convinced myself was home.
I was wrong.Thisis home. A woman who’s on the same page as I am. I don’t have to chase her down. Convince her to stay. She’s still wild. I hope that never changes. But she also wants the same things I do.
Funny how that makes life so much easier.
“When do you think we should share the news with our family and friends?” Maren asks the doctor.
“With a heartbeat this strong and everything measuring on track, the chance of miscarriage at this point is less than one percent,” Dr. Yelich says. “But when and how you choose to tell people is obviously up to you.”
Maren nods, her expression shifting. Her brow is creased. The light in her eyes dims.
On our way out, I grab Maren’s hand. She’s quiet on the walk to my truck.
“What’s going on?” I ask gently.
She sighs. “I think it’s time to tell my parents.”
“Oh. Yeah. I know you’ve been dreading that.”
“You’re lucky Joe took the news so well.” She gives me a tight smile. “I don’t think my parents are going to be quite as excited. I just... I hate the idea of disappointing them.”
I open the passenger door for Maren and help her climb inside. “How are you disappointing them by dating a guy who’s a solid ten, rocking your classes, and working full-time at a job you love?”
Maren’s laughing when I climb in beside her and reach for my seatbelt. “Well, you’re a ten, but you’re twelve years older than I am.”
“I’m stable.” I start the engine. “And rich.”
“You’re a ten, but I’ve only known you for a couple months.”
“We knew right away we had something special.” I reach across the console to grab her knee.
She’s grinning here to ear now. “You’re a ten, but you got me pregnant the first time we slept together.”
“What can I say, my swimmers are strong, just like the rest of me.” I flex my bicep, making it pop against my shirt.
“You’re a ten, but you’re my boss.”
“Don’t pretend like you didn’t attack me that night on the stairs.”
She gives me a sharp, almost hungry look. “I did attack you. How could I not after discovering the block of stone I thought you were could dance like the hottest member of a boy band?”
