Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 15187 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15187 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
This is the one moment in my life that’s perfect. The one moment that I’ll never, ever forget.
CHAPTER
ONE
MAY
PRESENT DAY
This is your local weather with Charmaine Ruiz. Today, expect highs of 50 degrees this morning and warming up late afternoon to the 70s. There will be some light rain during the evening leading into the morning. And that was your weather break.
Ugh. Walking to my closet, I grab my sleeveless black blouse and white blazer. My skirt has been on for the last twenty minutes which is how long ago I would have been dressed if it weren’t for the toilet aerobics I was doing on my knees.
Finally able to finish getting ready for work, I put my hair in a simple side braid because I have time for nothing else at this moment if I want to make my tea. Grabbing my purse, I walk into the kitchen and see the tea machine has already been set to make it at this time. I can’t help smiling at how thoughtful Logan always is. Even when he is not home he is looking out for me and trying to take care of me.
As soon as I think about him, my mind goes back to that night three months ago when we ended up in bed together, sweating and moaning, saying nonsense things to one another, most of which I can't remember. All I remember is how good he felt inside of me, taking me over and over, licking, sucking, and making love to me. Well, that is what it felt like to me. I lay in his arms for hours, wondering what it all meant.
I’m not dumb. I know it only happened because I was so distraught and needed something, anything to make me feel like I wasn't my mom and boy, did that work until the daylight came, and neither of us brought it up. Now, here we are three months later, acting like nothing happened. I can’t pretend it didn’t because the proof it did is currently growing inside of me, making me sick in the morning and starving in the evening. Heck with how snug this blazer is, hiding it won’t be an option much longer.
I haven’t told him yet. I have been fooling myself and saying I was waiting for him to bring up that night, but it is just an excuse. I haven’t told him because I am scared he will suggest we raise the baby but not be together. I mean, I know he will want it. Hell, he wants kids almost as much as me, and he will make an amazing father, but maybe it is not me he wants, and that scares the fuck out of me.
Ginger tea in a cup and keys in hand, I walk out to the car, and before I can get settled in, my video conference ringer goes off. Smiling, I answer it and prepare myself for the gossip brigade.
“Hello, ladies.” I greet all four of my newfound sisters.
“Hey yourself missy. We haven’t heard from you in a week. What is going on?” I hide the giggle at their dramatic selves. One week to them is like a year in dog years.
“I’m sorry. Things have been hectic at work.”
“Yeah, sure. You haven’t told him, have you?” And, of course, April jumps right on it.
“No. I was going to,” I say quickly, trying but failing to defend myself.
“May.” I hear the censure from March, who knows more than me how bad this could turn out. “Don’t make the same mistake I did,” she says, smiling at my niece who comes into the video.
“Hi, Aunty May.” Junie waves. All of us say hi to the cutie, who also happens to be the sharpest six-year-old I know.
“How’s it going Junie bear?”
“It's okay. We will be going on summer break soon.”
“Oh yeah. Are you excited?”
“Yes. I get to go to Great Grandpa's house again.” May comes on, reminding her it is not for that long.
“Only for two weeks. Just long enough for your dad and I to have a proper honeymoon.”
“I know. I know.” Her sad little face says, disappearing from focus.
“Now, back to you. What are you waiting for?” I could just say I am scared, but that would never fly with this bunch, so I go with a lie wrapped in a truth.
“Well, his mom died in childbirth, and I don’t know if this would trigger him.” Yeah, even to my ears, it sounded weak, and their disapproving faces didn’t help.
“Fine, let's change the subject,” January says. “Have you given any thought to how you are going to continue the search?”
“I have been thinking about that and I will get into it more with you guys once I get a chance.” They all nod, agreeing because they know my schedule.
“I will tell you one thing, the man sure is fertile. No wonder all of us have no problems getting knocked up.” We all laugh. Once we say I love you, I hang up and get ready to go to work. I just hope my stomach behaves.