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Tatum

Whoever saidpregnancy was a wonderful experience was an idiot. My stomach is itching like crazy and my hips are in some serious hurt. I sat on the couch, eating straight out of the ice cream carton, with the television off and my feet up on the couch. I dumped a can of pineapple chunks into the ice cream and kept having visions of my stomach growing but the skin was getting stretchy and the skin was separating. This didn’t stop me from eating more ice cream, but it sure did stop me from further itching my sides.

Max had texted after leaving work that he was going to go to a meeting before coming home and that he would bring dinner with him. Max has been steadily going to two meetings a week, he’s been running almost every morning and he’s been the doting boyfriend whenever he is home. Davis even told me this afternoon that Max has requested a daily check up from him on me, which could seem creepy, but it’s sweet as well.

Max and I have an unconventional relationship. We didn’t start out like other couples do, we hooked up and got pregnant first, then moved in together and now are in the beginning stages of dating.So far, it’s been going great. We’ve abided by all the rules that we set out and the sex is phenomenal. Granted, my hormones are working overdrive, I still think that if I wasn’t pregnant that I would still want sex all the time with him.

My phone lights up and I see a text has come through.

Davis: Hey, tomorrow night. Do you and Max wanna go bowling?

Me: Do you and your brother even talk anymore? Why do you always ask me?

Davis: I know how relationships go. The woman knows the couples schedules better than the man. It’s a little known fact that I’ve come to accept.

Me: I’ll let you know tomorrow. Max has worked a few late nights.

Sammie: Is Davis asking you about bowling? Tell him you will come, I miss hanging with you

Me to Sammie: You see me every day you crazy woman!

Me to Davis: Great, Sammie is texting too thanks to you, way to make me feel like I never see my friends.

Davis: We see you every day at work!

Me to Davis: THAT’S WHAT I SAID!

Sammie: That doesn’t count, that falls under the lines of ‘only work friends’, only work friends don’t count when I’ve seen you topless.

Me to Sammie: That was once and it was spring break!

Sammie: Semantics.

I snort as the front door closes and I hear Max’s footsteps.

“Are you snorting? While eating ice cream? What the heck is happening here?” He asks fighting a smile.

“Your brother and Sammie are ganging up on me.” I snort again.

“And that causes snorting?” He puts his satchel down and comes to sit beside me. He kisses me gently and stands to remove his jacket.

“Well, it went from bowling, which by the way I hope you can come with us, and then it went to Sammie and Davis ganging up on me to Sammie mentioning seeing my boobs making us more than work friends.” I’m sure as much as it may not sound silly to him, it is hysterical to me.

“More than work friends eh? Wait, no one else at work has seen your... boobs, have they? Making them more than work friends too?” He asks, a little jealousy peeking through his normally chill demeanor.

“Only Sammie.” I clarify with a smile.

“So bowling?” He changes subjects.

“Davis was asking if we can join them tomorrow night.”

“Smart man, asking the woman. Sure babe, I can be home by 5.”

I smile and pick my phone back up to send a group text to both Davis and Sammie.

Max changes his clothes and suddenly the doorbell rings.

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