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“Ivy’s pregnant.”
It’s almost worth my current anxiety to watch him choke and spew ginger ale all over the bar. The bartender gives him an annoyed look then walks over to wipe up the splatter with a rag.
“Baby steps, hon,” she mutters before leaving us.
I laugh into my glass.
Drew glares, but then his expression grows serious. “Shit, Gray-Gray. You’re not joking, are you?”
“Nope.” I take another drink and concentrate on the feel of cold bubbles sliding down my throat.
“Holy hell.” Drew braces his hands on the bar. “What are you two going to do?”
“Don’t know yet. Ivy’s thinking things over.” I pick at the damp edge of my cocktail napkin, ignoring Drew’s stare. I don’t want to see pity.
“You okay with... I mean, if she decides to keep...” He trails off.
I finally look at him. “If it were Anna? How would you feel?”
At this, Drew straightens. “Scared, sure. But it’s Anna. She’s it for me, so I guess I’d be starting a family early.”
“Exactly. Ivy’s my girl. She always will be.”
Drew really looks at me now. “You’re not freaking out.”
“Why does everyone assume I’d freak out?” I grumble. “It’s insulting.”
“Because I’d freak out.” He shrugs. “And, well, you’re...”
“What?” I’m quickly moving from insulted to pissed.
“Come on, Gray. You’ve been Mr. Party, give-me-a-new-girl-a-night since I’ve met you. It’s just a little shocking to see you not get spooked over something as big as this.”
Okay, he has me there. I take another sip of my soda.
“I’m a little unsettled, sure. What the hell do I know about babies? I’m afraid I’d accidentally crush it in my big-ass hands. But then I think of me and Ivy together, watching the little guy grow and...”
I trail off and clear my throat. I’ve said too much anyway.
A slow, incredulous smile spreads over Drew’s face. “You want this baby, don’t you?”
I shift in my seat, resisting the urge to hunch. My cheeks are uncomfortably warm.
And yet. “Yeah, I think I do.”
Nothing is settled, but suddenly all I can think about is the future, wanting a family, a life with Ivy. It’s all dancing in front of me, as solid as smoke.
Ivy
“I’m beginning to think that life will never be one hundred percent perfect.” My head is in Fi’s lap, and she’s giving me random braids.
“Is this because you’re gonna be Man Mountain’s baby mama?”
“Jerk,” I mutter then glance up at her. “But, yes. I mean, here I was, life plan finally making sense. I’m in love with the best guy in the world, and now...boom! Guess what, genius, you’re knocked up!”
Fi pulls up another section of hair to braid. “Not to mention Dad is going to shit puppies when he finds out. Mom will probably bake a ten-tiered stress cake, then kick it.”
“Has anyone ever told you that you suck at commiserating?”
