“Do you want us to come help you pack up?” Eric asks.
“Spike is meeting me in a few hours, but I’m gonna head out as soon as I finish this paperwork to get a head start.”
“You never answered my question,” Megan speaks up. “Are you ready for this level of commitment?”
“Little late for that, don’t ya think?” Eric mumbles. “She’s ready to pop anytime.”
We both ignore Eric. Megan walks around my desk, kneels in front of me, and clasps my hands. “Just because you’re having his baby doesn’t mean you have to jump in with both feet.”
I don’t even hesitate. “Yes, I’m ready. This is what’s best for Peanut.”
“Are you absolutely sure this is what’s best for you, what you want?” she asks again.
My thoughts are in turmoil as I struggle with answering. Sure, Spike and I have had our ups and downs in our short whirlwind relationship. The fault lies at both of our feet for not communicating. But these last couple of months, we’ve worked hard to overcome everything that’s happened, and not being with him fills me with dread.
“I’m going to be right where I’m meant to be,” I state firmly. “I can’t imagine not having Spike near me every day. I feel… whole when he’s there.”
A huge smile spreads across Megan’s face. “You love him,” she states, conjuring up the conversation we started during the rock-climbing trip… the one Spike interrupted.
Love? Admiration and gratitude because he stepped up, yes, but love?
I let my thoughts wander as the last couple of months with Spike filter through my mind like a projector.
“Omigod!” I whisper. “I love Spike.”
Megan stands, pulling me out of my chair, and engulfs me in a hug. “Finally.”
I step back, my eyes narrow. “Whaddya mean, ‘finally’?”
Megan gestures to Eric. “We’ve known for a while now,” she says smugly. “We were waiting for you to catch up.”
How did I not see this? Holy shit… I love Spike.
A tear slips free, and Megan swipes it away. “No tears,” she proclaims. “This is a happy day. You’re having a baby, moving in with the man you love, and getting a much- needed vacation from this place.”
“Very true,” I grin. “Too bad you can’t say the same.”
Megan swats my ass. “You’re evil.”
I sit back down in my office chair and finish the last of the paperwork. As soon as I’m done, I turn off my computer and grab my cell.
Me: I’m heading out to start packing
Spike: Finishing up, be there soon
Me: Be careful. See ya soon
Spike: Don’t do any heavy lifting
Me: No promises
Three little dots appear on the screen and then disappear before reappearing again. He knows I won’t do anything to jeopardize my health, but I love getting him all riled up.
Spike: I will tan your ass red. You won’t be able to sit for a week
Me: I’m still waiting on handcuffs. You don’t scare me. Unfulfilled promises
Spike: Baby, don’t tempt me, or instead of packing today, I’ll spend the day balls deep in your pussy