Page 78 of Out of Bounds
Bree
“Did you feel him kick,” Quinn squeals with delight.
“I did!” I gasp feeling her stomach again as she lies back on the sofa.
She and Logan are having a boy and everyone is so excited. The baby talk is usually lost on me but not when it comes to feeling my best friend’s stomach for her baby to kick.
We’re in the quiet room at the Hideaway Cove. That’s what I christened my spa. The name seemed fitting and stuck.
In this room I have little beds that look like hammocks in rows across the room. Normally it’s quieter in here when I have more people but as it’s just the two of us and I’m nearly at closing time the noise can be excused.
Quinn also just finished her prenatal pampering treatment Shelby designed just for her.
Shelby is just finishing up with her last client and then we’re done for the day. We’re supposed to have dinner later to catch up. I’m looking forward to that. It’s perfect because Ethan is working late and I didn’t want to be at home alone with my thoughts.
The baby kicks again and we both laugh.
“I am so happy for you,” I tell her.
At that moment Shelby walks in shaking her head at the two of us.
“You girls are gonna make that poor child deaf before he’s even born with all that screaming and carrying on,” Shelby scolds.
We start laughing. “We’re just happy.”
“I know and so does the whole neighborhood.” She rolls her eyes. “Anyway, Quinn your husband is here to pick you up.”
“Yay, we’re going to the movies,” Quinn tries to get up and it’s funny to watch her.
She was so tiny only a few months ago then it was like she woke up one day as big as she is now. She’s had to get a new dance teacher to share the workload at her school.
“Have fun,” I say.
“I will. I’m just going for the popcorn.” She giggles and waves goodbye to the both of us.
“Come on you. I am starving. I think we should go to that curry house. I’m in the mood for something different.”
“Me too. I’ll be ready in a minute.”
She nods and leaves then I release the breath I seemed to have been holding all day. My lungs burn as the air expels and just like yesterday I blink back the tears that threaten to fall.
I’m happy. I should be happy. look at me living in a dream. I have a day spa that is kicking butt. I’ve never made so much money in my life and everything in terms of my career is going amazing.
This was what I wanted months ago. Then Ethan happened. or rather, his world collided with mine, because he’d always happened. We just existed in different spheres.
We’ve been together for five and a half months now. We’re supposed to break up in two weeks.
This weekend is his trip to Cape Cod and he’ll be gone from Friday. Lucille is supposed to be having pre-wedding party on Saturday and he won’t be here. I felt it was unnecessary to drag him there when the wedding is the weekend after. At least he’s going with me to that.
It’s just going to be weird because we’re getting our marriage annulled the week after that.
God, I’m such an idiot. This was a carefully concocted plan. who told me to go believing the lie we’re supposed to be to everybody else?
Who told me to fall for Ethan Carson?
Maybe I screwed myself over when I agreed to this crazy plan.
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