The Wrong Party

always perfect

"Can we go out to dinner tonight?"

"Sure" I shrugged as I sipped my coffee

"I get done at five, you get done at five too right?"

"Yeah, I'll be home by like five thirty" 

"Awesome!" She smiled wide as she leaned in and kissed my lips 

"Where do you want to go?"

"Anywhere" she shrugged "we just haven't been out in a while except shopping"

"Fair enough" 

"Shit, I gotta go or I'll be late" she kissed my lips three times and quickly grabbed her purse "love you, have a good day at work!"

"Love you too gorgeous! Have a good day!" She shut the door and I smiled as I sat back in my chair and finished my coffee. 

"Good morning" Chelsea smiled as I walked into the office 

"Morning" I nodded 

"How is everything?"

"Good. How are you?" 

"I'm doing great, thanks" 

I smiled with a nod and walked towards my office, another day of the same bullshit. The only thing that kept a smile on my face was knowing I'd be going out with Reina for dinner. 

At four thirty Chelsea walked into my office 

"Hey, we got a call from a client that needs a tech in person. You mind?"

"Oh. Um, I'm done in thirty, could Jake take it?"

"He's already out on another job"

"Okay" I sighed "Alright. I'll go"

"Thank you" She smiled wide and walked away 

Me: I'm going to be late for dinner. Not sure what time though
Gorgeous😍: okay, no biggie. I'll wait for you to get home ♡ 
Me: I'll keep you updated and if it gets too late just eat w/o me
Gorgeous😍: I'll wait ♡♡ 
Me: ♡♡♡ 

Go fucking figure. 

I didn't get out of work until seven thirty, I was exhausted, and ready for bed. But then I walked into the house and smiled at the sight of Reina in her sweatpants, messy bun, sports bra, and fuzzy socks putting food on the table for us. 

"Hey gorgeous" I smiled and relaxed my shoulders as she smiled wide at me 

"Hey my love, I figured since it was so late I'd just cook" she shrugged 

"You're seriously the best" I kissed her lips 

"I know" she giggled "you can make it up to me by taking me out tomorrow" 

"Definitely" I nipped her ear before sitting down at the table. We talked about our days as we ate dinner, afterwards I got a shower and laid down in bed with her while we watched a movie and she fell asleep. I smiled as I watched her sleep, she looked exhausted, the bags under her eyes were puffy, she had dark circles, her mouth was pouty and her eyebrows were furrowed making her look concerned and in pain. I put my hand on her belly and ran my palm over her skin feeling the babies move as she slept through it. 

I can't wait until she goes on leave, she needs a break. I know we both do, but her waiting tables and being on her feet for eight to ten hours a day is taking a toll on her with her pregnancy. I can't imagine how exhausting it'll be once they're here.