Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23378 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23378 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
The child in my stomach kicks and I giggle. “I guess he or she agrees. No heavy lifting, I promise.”
With that, we kiss just as one of the movers interrupts to ask Caleb where he wants a certain box. My boyfriend growls, never taking his eyes from me. “Everything can go in the truck because most of it’s being donated, anyways.”
But as the mover turns away, I fix my boyfriend with a teasing look. “So, you never told me what you’re going to use this building for. Is it another BikeWorks office? Or did you just want the satisfaction of kicking Foley out?”
He shakes his head with a rueful smile on his face. “No, it wasn’t that. Foley can go lick his own ass for all I care. But you know this is a good location, and with some renovation it could be really nice. So I wanted to surprise you, Addy: it’s going to be a pottery studio for you to work in.”
My jaw drops to the ground.
“OMG, you can’t be serious! You did this for me?”
He envelops me in his arms and presses a kiss to my forehead.
“Of course I did. I love you, sweetheart, and I know the clay gets everywhere, so having a separate space is practically a necessity if we don’t want pottery materials all over our home. This is for you, Addy.”
I gasp again as tears come to my eyes because this man spoils me so much, and I love it.
“Thank you,” I whisper, leaning up to press a kiss to his mobile mouth. “I appreciate it.”
We’re just about to get frisky when the bell over the front door chimes, and who but Freya strolls in with a big smile on her face. I haven’t seen this girl in months, and even crazier, she looks to be a tiny bit pregnant.
“Hey girlfriend,” I say as she draws close. “Are you…?” I ask quizzically. “If so, I’m really happy for you.”
She nods, brown curls bobbling before giving me a hug, which is a little awkward when we both have protruding bellies.
“Yes! You know I’ve wanted to be a mom for so long.”
I stare at her.
“But who’s the daddy? Was it that guy that you were hooking up with? But I thought it was just casual.”
Freya shakes her head. “Oh no, that guy is totally not in the picture.” Then, she lowers her voice before looking around. “Don’t tell, but I was inseminated with some donor sperm before the company shut its doors. I’m not even sure it was legal because I got a huge discount, but Valley Cryo was going down the drain so why not? It was a good deal.”
I gasp. “What? But why? There are so many guys around and you’re young, girlfriend! You didn’t have to use a donor.”
Freya shrugs, unconcerned.
“Yeah, but are there many guys who are ready to have a baby right now? I think not! So I took things into my own hands. Besides, did you know that there are tons of men with pregnancy fetishes? They like it when a woman’s already expecting because they can come in her unprotected. So long as everyone’s tested of course,” she winks.
I stare at her. “Are you serious?”
Freya nods, happily rubbing her belly.
“Yep! Not only that, but I have a gorgeous neighbor who keeps looking at me. Remember I mentioned him before? The guy who takes his shirt off when he mows the lawn, and OMG, I almost creamed my panties looking at that glistening six pack. But he’s been finding excuses to talk to me lately, and when we’re in conversation, he keeps staring at my bump with lust in his eyes. I swear, Addy, this never would have happened if I weren’t pregnant, so the baby’s already working wonders!”
I gape at her.
“Are you serious? A pregnancy fetish?”
She nods happily, rubbing her belly like a lucky Buddha.
“Yeah, it’s amazing, right? Honestly, if you weren’t with Caleb, I’d tell you to go online right now and post pictures of your swollen tummy. Guaranteed, there’d be tons of guys messaging you for dates. I promise.”
I merely shake my head.
“Holy cow. I never would have guessed.”
Freya nods happily.
“Neither would I, but it’s happened and it’s wonderful.”
But then Caleb comes around, and Freya winks and waves at me before trotting off to get a bottle of water. My boyfriend stares at my friend’s swollen figure.
“Is she…?”
I nod.
“Yes. Don’t even ask.”
He holds up his hands, palms out.
“Hey, it’s between you girls. I don’t want to know.”
But then, he spins me around so fast that I gasp, and when my vision clears, Caleb’s on one knee before me, his expression intense. The handsome man pulls out a velvet box and pops it open to reveal a beautiful diamond glimmering in the light. His voice is slightly choked as he speaks.