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“Um, hey guys,” a timid little voice says from somewhere sounding a lot like Ivy. “I’m still on the phone. Do you still need me?”
The rumble from my chest and the giggle coming from Angie indicated we both forgot about her. Angie pulls the phone from the pocket of her maternity pants and brings it closer to our heads. “Sorry,” she smiles. “No, I don’t think so. Do I still need to go to the hospital?”
“No, you’re fine. As long as you feel those kicks, you’re in good shape.”
“Thank you, Ivy. I love you so much.”
“Yeah, thanks, Ivy. You’re the best,” I add.
“I’ll leave you two alone. Sounds like there’s a lot you need to tell me later, Ang.”
We both grin at that. “Bye, Ivy,” she says, then hangs up.
“Let’s get you inside,” I say. “You’re getting cold.”
When we step in, our friends are standing there watching us like perverts. Cora and Jay both have their hands covering their mouths and Marco has his arms crossed, a smug look painted across his face.
“I knew it,” Marco says.
“I knew it first,” Cora cuts in.
“It was so obvious,” Jay adds.
“Shut up,” Angie chuckles, tucking herself under my arm and I love the way she fits there.
Holding her close and smoothing my hand down her back, I ask, “Do you wanna stay here tonight or come back with me?”
Cora perks up, “Oh, both of you should stay here. It’s late and your emotions are high; let’s not add any more risk tonight.”
She makes a good point. “Do you want to stay here one more night?” I ask.
Angie looks up at me, her ocean blue eyes still stained a little red in the corners. “Are you going to stay with me?”
“Of course I will.”
“Yes!” Cora squeals. “We’re one step closer to our commune.”
“We’re starting a commune?” I ask with a furrowed brow.
“Yes," Angie says. "But we’ll need to make some adjustments to our plans.”
“I say we keep the pigs,” Cora says. “They’re cute.”
“Someone will need to fill me in on this,” I say as Angie hauls me to the stairs.
“Goodnight, lovebirds!” Jay beams and waves us away.
After stripping naked, we both slipped under the fluffy covers of Angie’s bed for the last week. It smells like her, and I remind myself that I’m a fool for ever letting her go.
“Can you just hold me tonight?” she asks, scooting her body closer to mine and planting her hands against my chest.
“Of course, Angel,” I hum. “I’ll spend forever holding you.”
“Say it again,” she whispers, tracing the letter J tattooed across my heart.
I mirror her and run a fingertip over her J, placed just under her collarbone. “I love you. I want you in my life as my friend and partner. As my lover. I want the real deal with you, Angel.”
“Really?”
