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18
Max
After Tatum cameand broke the news that I was a proud co-owner of a fetus swimming around in her, I needed to get rid of the tension that I felt brewing, but strangely, I still didn’t have the desire to drink, I was more anxious and over thinking things than anything. I should have gone to a meeting, but instead I jumped in the shower and just stood there for a good half hour with the water pouring over my shoulders. After I was finished, I spent some time texting back and forth with her, like we were teenagers
At first, I was obsessed with the thought of her because she humped and dumped me, so the roles were reversed in the situation. I almost wanted to have a repeat performance, so I could have been the douche that I’ve been lately and make it right, at least in my mind. However now, the tables have definitely turned and as much as I’m scared to say completely out loud. I’m going to be a father and Tatum and I will have a relationship stemming from our one night of fun.
This isn’t how I thought that becoming this role would pan out. No, I thought I would have been married to Betsy and then eventually she would kick out some puppies. Unfortunately, that ship has sailed. I’m moving on with my life, remaining healthy and holy fuck, I’m going to be a father. I think as I shake my head.
First things first, I need to obviously get to know Tatum. After all, she’s more than a conquest now and I should probably get my previous thoughts of reversing the roles thrown out the door. Sure, the thought of fucking her is still in my mind, purely on a basic level. I’ve made plans with her on Saturday and then I plan to be involved as much as she allows.
Then I need to talk to Leo. I think as I pull out my phone to shoot him a text while I’m rearranging my life mentally.
Then I need to go to Dane and Sterling’s and stay busy with them. And I shoot off a text to both of them that I’m coming over and to put some clothes on. I’m not feeling the itch necessarily to drink, since I’m staying focused on other things, while the itch still is in the back of my mind to casually have a drink – I’ve got other things now that will become more important, things like a baby on the way.
* * *
I walkinto the Crawford’s home, and I hear laughter in the kitchen area.
I turn the corner and Dane is sitting on the couch zoned out on the television with a beer in his hand. He jumps when he sees me and stands. He tries to hide his beer as he stands which is awkward.
“Dude, I didn’t know you were coming over.” He says.
“I texted you both. What’s going on?” Trying to get a look into the kitchen.
“Candace is back in town. The girls are making Tacos, I’ve been forced out of my own kitchen.”
Candace is a friend of ours who we all met through Betsy. She’s a humanitarian and basically travels the world and volunteers the majority of her time to undeveloped areas. She’s into plants, likes studying them, so she finds volunteer opportunities in other countries to educate people on stuff like that, or just overall helping. She’s gets bored being in one spot as developed as the States fairly quickly Dane and Sterling met up with her on their honeymoon in Costa Rica during her last trip, she was supposed to be gone for 2 years. Has it been 2 years already?
“Maxi-pad,” I hear from the kitchen and then a blur of a girl is rushed into me. I hug her and then hold her back.
“Maxi-pad?” I question.
“I heard you’ve been on your period since I’ve been gone. It’s only fitting.” She deadpans.
I look to Dane and Sterling and neither of them look surprised.
“I’ve been not myself, but I haven’t been pissy. Have I?” I ask Dane.
“Well, your moods do fluctuate.” He shrugs.
“You guys are assholes.” I smile, I pull Candace with my arm towards the kitchen. “Homecoming Tacos?”
“You betcha. Mexican-American tacos can never compare to Costa Rican tacos.” She smiles as she starts to grate the cheese as she pushes her beer bottle out of my view.
I take notice of that as well.
“Alright, listen up. Dane, get over here,” I holler into the direction of the living room. Dane saunters in cautiously.
“I will not break if I see you guys drinking beer or anything alcoholic. I am not a child that you guys need to coddle and hide from. I’m your friend, I’m a big boy and I can manage. If you want a beer, by all means have a beer. I’m man enough to keep myself in check.” I look each of them in the eye. Sterling has a huge smile on her face, like she’s proud of me.
“Sorry. This is new territory.” Dane tries to explain.
“Might as well get this over with. So yeah, well, I’ve got more new territory for you guys.” I smile and take a very deep breath. “So this afternoon, the information that I will be a… father… has come to my attention.” I close my eyes until I hear a scream and clapping. I open my eyes and Sterling is looking like a cheerleader behind the island.
“No shit?” Dane asks.
“No shit.”
