Page 62 of Falling in Love with Two

Once we are all seated, Mom says, “Alright, Dylan. We’re here. What’s going on?”

“I need you to set your coffee on the table.”

“Why?” Michelle questions as they both do as I asked.

“Because I got a girl pregnant.”

“What?” They cry in unison while waving their arms in the air.

“That’s why,” I say.

“You got a girl pregnant?” Michelle asks.

Mom rubs her temples. “Will any of my children get married before they have kids?”

I say, “Liz is practically married. She doesn’t count. I guess Michelle and I are the degenerates.”

“Hey!” Michelle cries.

Our mom looks at her. “You made me a grandma when you were seventeen. Remind me what leg you have to stand on.”

“Knock it off, you two,” I tell them. “I need your help.”

“With that?” Michelle asks. “How to use a condom?”

I roll my eyes. “I sort of asked her to move in with me.”

Michelle cuts me off. “You did what?”

“I’m starting to regret inviting you,” I say, looking at Michelle.

That gets her to calm down some. “Okay, I’m sorry. Why don’t you tell us the whole story? Okay, not the whole story. None of the dirty details.”

I explain everything, starting with how we met and were just having fun, and ending with how I asked Leah to move in with me.

My mom and sister sip their coffee while hanging on every word.

I finish by saying, “I want to make her feel at home here and make sure she has everything she needs. From the sound of it, she doesn’t have much more than clothes. I need some help figuring out what to get her since I’ve never been pregnant.”

They exchange a look between them before Mom says, “I think that’s really sweet of you.”

Michelle adds, “Yeah, I wish Brock would have been that nice when I got pregnant.”

Mom pats her knee. “To be fair, he was worried about his biology final.”

“Oh, hush.” Michelle stands up and excuses herself to the bathroom.

Turning toward me, Mom asks, “So, how are you doing?”

“I’m alright. I mean, I’m not the one who has to carry a baby for the next nine months.”

“True,” she says. “But you are about to be a dad for the rest of your life, so I’m asking how you’re doing with that.”

“Honestly?”

She nods. “Do I ever want anything else?”

“Part of me is freaking out wondering if I’m really ready for this. But part of me is happy. I’ve been wanting to move forward in my life and take the next steps.”

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