“I love you, don’t dis my music.”
“Love you, too. I wasn’t. Concerts are loud, dork. Go. Be careful.”
“We will!”
I had a feeling if the boys weren’t careful, Brenna and Cindy would get in a mosh pit fight and it would all go downhill. If they have those. Shit, it’s been so long since I went to a concert. At least they were going to see two good bands. I would be jealous this time. They were getting to see Three Days Grace and Shinedown. I loved Shinedown. But after this news, it was a good thing I wasn’t planning on going.
I pulled my phone from the bedside table before I plopped on the bed.
Me: C, bring me back a T-shirt. Please!
Cindy: You already asked for one. ??
Cindy: I’ll get one for Nich as well. You can wear it once you start showing. ?? That belly will be huge!??????
Me: ????????????????????????
Cindy: ??????
“Why am I friends with her?” I huffed, a laugh creeping up my throat. “Butthead.”
I pulled up a new text box.
Me: Can you make a stop before you come home?
My Sexy: You okay?
Was I? Maybe? I wasn’t sure how to go about this but…
My Sexy: Dana?
My Sexy: Ten minutes and I’ll be there.
Me: I’m okay, don’t panic. ??
Me: Can you pick up Chinese?
Me: Chicken Lo Mein with egg rolls and cheese wontons, please.
My Sexy: You sure you’re okay?
Me: Yes, baby. I’m just hangry.
My Sexy: Okay. See you in twenty then.
My Sexy: Love you
Me: Love you more!
Here goes nothing.
Epilogue
DANA
“Morning, Dana, how are you this morning?”
It took me a minute to get myself turned around without smacking the display case, my big belly, or Lacey in the head with the tray I held.