Page 26 of What if It's Us

I’ll do it in her bathroom, right?

Did she tell me where I’m supposed to do it?

Did we talk about that?

Did I ask her?

“You don’t really know that, do you?” I take one look at Griffin with a smirk on his lips. “You’re questioning it right now.”

“Fuck,” I say, wiping my hand down my face. “We didn’t exactly talk about the where or the how. Just the what and when.”

He claps me on my shoulder. “I’m sure you’ll be fine. It’s not like you have trouble performing or…” He stops, arching his brow. “You don’t have trouble performing, right?”

“What? No.” I scoff. “I can handle myself just fine thank you very much.”

“Good.”

“I read some things too.”

Griffin eyes me. “Read some things? What do you mean?”

“Like a few ways to help her get pregnant faster.”

“Oh really? Like what?”

“Like making sure her legs are up in the air once she’s got my swimmers inside her.”

He cocks his head. “Her legs up in the air? What does that do?”

I shrug. “I don’t know. Gravity, I guess.”

“Hmm. Alright. What else?”

“Uh, I read that if she has an orgasm after I’ve unloaded, there’s a better chance she’ll get pregnant.”

“Is that really true?”

I grip my stick, lifting it as I shrug. “How the hell should I know? I just know I don’t want to fail her so I got her a gift. It’s probably way out of line, but I want to make sure I give her every opportunity to get pregnant, you know? I don’t want to walk away having her questioning my ability.”

A slow, knowing grin grows across Griffin’s face. “Dude, did you buy Marlee a dildo?”

“No,” I say, shaking my head. “But I did buy her a vibrator.”

He snorts with laughter. “Bro…”

“What?” I ask, exasperated. “What if she doesn’t have one?”

“Uh, your hand works just fine. Maybe even your tongue.”

“But she doesn’t want anything about this to be sexual.”

“And giving her a vibrator that you bought for her isn’t sexual?” The look on his face tells me he thinks I’m full of shit.

“I don’t fucking know, man. Yeah, I guess it is. But it’s also a lot less sexual than me offering to touch her or…you know.”

“Yodel in her valley?”

“Huh?”