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“What’s up? You’ve been distracted all day. And I don’t mean by Amelie.”
She sighed and picked up her yoga mat, rolling it up. “I’m late.”
“For what? I can clean up. It’s no biggy. You have your hands full with that little one.”
Yeah, she wasn’t so little anymore. Growing like a weed.
“Donna.” she stared at her hard. “I’mlate.”
Dawning finally appeared in Donna’s eyes. “Oh. That kind of late. You two want another one so soon?”
Genevieve smiled at how Donna lumped them all together as a family. Sure, they had moved in together last week. It had taken one week to find a place. Another week to talk both of their landlords out of their current lease without losing money. And a few days to move everything. Life had been hectic. She had felt herself being pulled in so many directions that it never occurred to her the day he shoved her against the door and took her with such sweet abandon that he never put a condom on. Yes, she was on the pill. But no, she was never late on her period. It was late.
“It wasn’t exactly planned. Just one time he forgot to put a condom on.”
“That’s all it takes, girl. Obviously, his little swimmers are good.” Donna’s eyes trailed to Amelie.
Yep. He had a bad habit of forgetting to put a condom on. That’s all she could assume how Melanie got pregnant. One moment of forgetfulness and it could change your entire world.
“You okay?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know how I feel. I don’t think I’m ready for another one. We haven’t even been living together that long. We haven’t even said I love yous yet. That should be exchanged before you have a baby, right?”
This time Donna shrugged. “Shit happens, girly. It’s how you’ll deal with it that matters. You should take a test to confirm before you freak yourself out.”
Good idea.
She’d never taken a pregnancy test before.
She decided to let Donna clean up and left with Amelie, stopping at the pharmacy before heading home. They hadn’t unpacked everything, so the place was cluttered and driving her nuts.
She tossed the pharmacy bag in the bathroom, set Amelie up to be distracted by the TV, and got to work unpacking. Corey came home around suppertime, as usual for Sunday. She could barely kiss him before the anxious energy burning deep inside of her went haywire like it’d been doing all day long.
“You got a lot done today.” He hung up his leather jacket in the closet and picked up Amelie who had crawled to him.
The kitchen was all put away, the living room set up mostly to her liking. The clothes were all hung up and Amelie’s room looked like a little girl’s room should look. All the boxes were unfolded and propped against the living room wall waiting to be disposed of. She should take them outside to the recycling bin in the alley.
“Hey.” He grabbed her arm when she bent to pick up the cardboard boxes. “What’s going on? I feel like you’re ignoring me here. Did something happen?”
She should tell him. Get it over with. She should’ve taken the test already. She shouldn’t ignore the signs.
Well, only one sign. A late period. Everything else about her felt fine. No tingling breasts. No morning sickness. No tiredness. At least, that’s what she read when she looked it up for signs of pregnancy.
“I’m late.”
“For what?”
Ugh. He asked the same exact thing as Donna had.
“My period, Corey.”
His eyes widened and he took a step back.
“We didn’t use a condom a few weeks ago. Remember? The door. The urgency. The not thinking shit through.”
He simply stared at her, not saying a word.
Great. They just moved in together, we’re likely about to have a baby, and he looked like he’d rather take a trip to hell.
