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I’m horrible at keeping track of my period and I go through the calendar on my phone trying to remember when my last period was.
I can’t be pregnant. Please, God. I’m on the pill but I do occasionally forget to take it.
Maybe this is nothing. Women skip their periods all the time for different reasons.
I need to get a pregnancy test pronto to know for sure one way or the other. Thank God, it’s close to the end of the day and I slip out of the office and head to the drugstore down the street.
I start walking quickly through the aisles trying to figure out where the damn tests are. I always find drug stores so confusing and the signs over the aisles make zero sense to me.
I finally locate the pregnancy tests – right next to the condoms. The irony doesn’t escape me. There are literally five hundred options to choose from. I give up trying to figure out which is the best and just pick the one at eye level that promises ‘super quick results.’
I check out at the counter, avoiding the cashier’s eyes, and head home to spend the next 10 minutes in agony.
I immediately head to the bathroom and open up the test, quickly scanning the instructions.
Sage has jumped up on the bathroom counter to see what I’m doing. She always wants to be in the middle of whatever is going on. I pet her and look into her gorgeous green eyes while she purrs.
The test result is finally ready and I can barely manage to look at the stick. I cover both of my eyes and finally move my hand enough to peek out with one eye.
Positive. It’s positive. I’m pregnant. Oh my God, I’m pregnant… Leave it to me to get fucking pregnant at a silent meditation retreat.
Chapter 16
Spencer
Two huge meetings with investors have left me completely drained. I’m supposed to meet up with some guys for drinks tonight but I’m not sure if I have any gas left in the tank.
Josh texts around 6.
How’s it going, Spence? Still up for beers?
Tough day. Thinking I may need to pass.
No way, man. You’re going. Meet us at 8.
Feeling like it’s easier to just give in to get Josh off my back, I decide to just go for one drink. I’ll just make some excuse about an early morning once I’ve had a beer.
You’re a pain in the ass. I’ll be there.
I wonder if I’ll see Sasha. We’re going to Bitter and Twisted, the same bar I ran into Sasha before. She lives close by. Will she be there?
I’ve texted her a few times over the last week but she hasn’t agreed to see me again. Our connection was amazing. Better than with anyone else in a long time. What the hell can I do to get her to give me some time? Should I just show up at Adore? Withflowers, maybe?No, totally inappropriate, Spencer.Maybe just send flowers to her apartment? Does she even like getting flowers?
I wish I knew how to get through to her. Is she dating someone else? I definitely didn’t get that vibe when we were together.
I keep seeing those mile-long gorgeous legs in my mind. I can’t help but think about how they feel wrapped around me.
Getting absolutely nothing productive done at this point, I pack my stuff up and head home.
Bitter and Twisted is wall-to-wall with people. I wander around looking for my friends and almost give up before I finally spot them, tucked over in a corner.
“Spence! You made it,” says Greg, giving me a big smack on the back.
“Barely. My week has been brutal. But Josh made me feel like a total pansy-ass for trying to bail on you guys, so here I am.”
I grab a passing server and ask for a double bourbon neat. She gives me a completely overwhelmed look, nods and then rushes off toward the bar.
The conversation flows – sports, work, women – the usual topics. I’ve known most of these guys since college and there’s never a shortage of shit to talk about.
