Page 81 of On My Side
“Ugh, fine,” Piper groans, and I internally pump my fist. I got an “ugh, fine!” A win for moms everywhere!
Hunter is suddenly standing in my doorway, knocking repeatedly on the door.
“Okay, baby,” I say, “I have to get back to work. I love you.”
“Love you too. Bye.” She hangs up with a click.
“Ooooh, who do you love?” Hunter sing-songs, a glimmer of mischief in her sapphire blue eyes.
I roll my eyes. “My child?”
“Ah yes. Doting mom and all that.” She nods her head approvingly. “Good job.”
I look at her questioningly. “Thank you? Is there something I can do to help you?”
She sighs long-sufferingly. “No,” she answers, slumping against the door frame. “I’m just bored. Event planning is boring, and Giovanna is better at it, so I’ve left our launch event in her sexy, capable hands.”
I try to fight back a laugh. “Ah, yes, yet you started an event planning firm.”
She sighs like a Victorian woman plagued by consumption. “The things we do for love.”
Hunter leaves my office after distracting me for a few more minutes, picking up every single item on my desk and asking me about it, like she's a weird archaeologist finding ancient artifacts, and not a blonde troublemaker with a penchant for rambling and losing focus.
Once she’s gone, I pull my phone out again.
Audrey
hey, piper’s going to a friend’s house for dinner tonight
Ren
does that impact our plans? i don’t know how to parent, i don’t have to be responsible for children unless i’m being paid.
My ovaries are currently screaming at me, like I didn’t literally have an IUD shoved up my cervix and into my uterus to keep me from getting pregnant. Like he didn’t say he doesn’t know how to parent. But the idea of Ren with a tiny baby sleeping on his chest, his forearms flexing while pushing a stroller, tears streaming down his cheeks when a screaming newborn is placed on my chest…
Great. I’m getting horny over non-sexual intimacy again.
If the way I’m squeezing my thighs together under my desk is anything to go by, it’s a good thing we have plans tonight. Maybe I’ll get lucky and reach that orgasm I couldn’t quite get to last night.
Audrey
no, but do you want to come to the cottage instead?
Ren
to be completely honest, that might be best. i have an annoying af cat who will likely try to cuddle us if we leave the door open, or will sit and scream bloody murder if we lock her out
Audrey
sounds like piper when she was a baby.
come over, i’ll make dinner. AND i still have the bottle of wine and the candy
Ren
you’re all the candy i need
Audrey
