Page 123 of How to Score Off Field

“Stop it, you know I do.”He reached for the chain of my swing and pulled it toward him so he could plant a kiss on my mouth.

“Wow. My being pregnant is making you horny.”

“My being horny has literally nothing to do with your being pregnant.”He paused.“Dude, that sentence is so freaky. It’s, like, not something I thought I’d say until I was like, thirty-five.”

“Thirty-five! Did you never imagine yourself as being a dad or what?”

“Yeah, of course I always thought I would have kids.”He’d gone quiet and thoughtful.“Actually, out of the four of us, I guess it makes the most sense that I would be the one who’s a young father.”

“How so?”

“’Cause you know, I was always the one who wanted a relationship when none of the other three did. Ironically they’re the one’s with steady girlfriends, and here I was, the one alone every night. Plot twist: gonna be a dad. Still no girlfriend.”

Still no girlfriend.

Still.

No.

Girlfriend.

Ouch.

Kind of stung a little despite it being the truth.

I am not Drew’s girlfriend.

I can’t even call myself a one-night stand ’cause look how that turned out for us both.

A cautionary tale of banging without protection.

Ha.

Funny, not at all funny.

Still. There seems to be a magnetic pull between the two of us; and I wondered out loud, “What do you supposed would have happened between the two of us if we’d done this sooner?”

“Gotten pregnant sooner?”

“No.”I laughed.“Dated. Or…if I’d told you I liked you and you’d done something about it then.”

“Maybe we didn't have the chance to date before all of this, but I believe everything happens for a reason.”

I tilted my head. "And what reason do you think brought us here, Drew?"

“I don’t know.”He laughed.“I’m just tryin’ to be optimistic. It’ll at least give us one helluva story to tell our kid when it’s older. The ultimate story ofHow I Met Your Mother.”

“Except you already knew me.”

“I mean, knew you knew you, if you catch my drift.”

I swatted at him, reaching across the swing to give his arm a tap, and he uses that opportunity to kiss me again.

This.

This was all I wanted—the chance to kiss him and have him touch me.

Be careful what you wish for, right?

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