Page 59 of Letters to Lily

“Oh. Kristin, I’m so sorry. I told you from the beginning that I didn’t think…” I stopped myself then. “Well, you already know. You can’t help what the heart wants though, huh?” I looked over at Kaden then, knowing I was about to sacrifice the night that I hoped to have with him, but I was unwilling to leave my friend to fend off a broken heart when she’d been there while I cried through mine for months. “There’s no reason for you to stay away tonight. I know being at their place is probably not an option now. Grab some ice cream on the way home, and we’ll veg and commiserate until I fall asleep on you.”

That at least brought out a chuckle from her. “No,” she said on a sigh. “Apparently Mal is going to stay with Jessica Rabbit tonight, like he does most nights from the sounds of their sickening, lovey-dovey stories they’ve been telling all night.” She mock gagged into the phone then. “Are you doing okay? How did things go?”

“They’re good, I suppose. Lots of talking.”

“Any kissing though?”

“Yes, there was a little,” I admitted.

“Any makeup sex? After this long, the makeup sex has to be spectacular!” She announced as I laughed.

“Um, I’m not even sure I can do that considering what the doctors found when I was in the hospital.” I noticed Kade sit up straighter in my peripheral. He was obviously paying close attention to my side of the conversation and he looked a little worried now.

“Okay, well, you definitely have to call and ask her about that tomorrow. Maybe I could ask Jessica Rabbit for you, because she’s a freaking nurse or something. Blek.”

“Kris, I love you! One day, you’re not going to be looking and the perfect guy is going to blow right into your life and knock you off your damn feet.”

“Well, let’s hope he’s really good at blowing then. I guess he’d have to be to knock me off my feet.” She giggled, letting me know the alcohol-induced emotions could be flipped back to happy. “I’m gonna go before they all think I have a problem in here,” she whispered as if someone might here her admission and use it against her. I just laughed.

“Okay, if you need me, call. I’ll turn my ringer up loud.”

“Yeah, since you can’t have amazing make up sex yet!” That last little tidbit she yelled into the phone, and I could tell by the smirk on Kade’s face he heard it.

“Thanks for that. Have a good night Kris.”

Before I set my phone down, I texted Brad.

Sasha: Kris is drunk emotional, might want to get her home before she starts with the shots!

Brad: Figured. She’s been in the bathroom a while. Let me guess, Mal’s girlfriend announcement bothered her?

Sasha: Yeah.

Brad: Don’t worry about her. I’ve got her covered tonight. You good?

Sasha: Thankfully, I am. Night.

Brad: Night, Prego.

“So, I take it Kristin is having a shit night?”

“Yeah, she has a thing for Mal, Brad’s roommate.” Kade nodded his head. Of course, the two of them had already met. “Well, he just introduced his girlfriend to them. She has red hair, may or may not be a nurse, and Kris kept calling her Jessica Rabbit.”

Kade laughed. “Must be stacked then,” he mimed feeling the weight of a pair of boobs.

“Lovely, anyway, it sucked for her because she’s been waiting for him to pull his head out of his ass and stop being a man whore so she could date him.”

“That’s the problem with waiting for something else to happen. It can go horribly wrong. She should have just thrown it all out there, but you know what they say, we’ve lived it. Hindsight’s a bitch.”

“Amen to that!”

“So, I didn’t mean to listen in, but you mentioned a problem the doctors found?” The concern he tried to talk through a moment ago was more evident now.

“It’s not really a problem in the general sense.” I grew red with embarrassment then. “I’m dilated already, just a tiny bit, but they said its nothing to be concerned about. From what she said it happens anywhere from a month to a few days before labor. I have just a little over a month to go, so while it is a little early, it’s nothing to worry about.”

“Okay, but you were definitely telling Kristin that you weren’t sure about something because of that problem.” I watched as he looked up at me and then the memory of the last thing Kristin yelled into the phone must have had him putting two and two together. “Oh, you don’t know if you can…” The cocky smirk I’d loved seeing on his face since we were younger, suddenly made an appearance and I found myself wishing that the doctor had been clear with me on what dilation meant for physical activities. “So, you were thinking about makeup sex, huh? It’s not really makeup sex, because we weren’t really fighting, but…” He laughed then and I followed suit, but the talk of sex with him actually made me think of something much less pleasant.

He’d had sex with Jenn. It could have been as recent as just a couple of days ago. Now that I was thinking about the fact that he had sex with another woman recently, any friskiness I may have felt before, dissipated in an instant. It also brought up all kinds of questions. Was he careful? There was no way I could have sex with him, especially while I was pregnant with our baby, without knowing. He got me pregnant our first time together, what if he got her pregnant too? How would I deal with that? How the hell did I ask questions about any of it though? If his current scrunched up brow was any indication, he had clued into where my mind had wandered.

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