I'll Fight Hell to Hold You

Making Plans To Talk To Gene

Paul had waited until Tommy had fallen asleep again to get out of bed and call Gene. He hoped Gene would still be awake.

"Gene, could I talk to you about Tom?" he whispered into the phone.

"Meet me for coffee tomorrow morning at 8. Cafe Brew, okay?"

"Yes. I'll be there." "Thanks."

Paul hung up and rolled back over to snuggle with Tommy. He wondered if they would have a boy this time. Breathing in the scent of Tommy's shampoo and the slight trace of cologne, Paul drifted off back to sleep. 

The next morning he woke up at 6:30 and headed to the shower. After dressing and getting ready, he left a note for Tommy and headed out. Gene was waiting there when he arrived. "Well, is it actually true?" 

"I have seen one pregnancy test and yes, it was positive." "We haven't been to the doctor yet."

Gene knew Paul needed chocolate so he had ordered chocolate chip muffins and a huge sugar cookie. "Alright, bestie, talk to me."

Paul started telling Gene all his fears and worries. It took almost two hours. Finally Gene held up his hand for Paul to stop. "I understand that you're worried but just remember it took two to make this baby."

"I'm not saying I'm innocent. Far from it."

When Paul's phone went off, he told Gene it was time to go home. "The girls need to be fed. Tom's trying but he's struggling."

Paul hurried home so he could finish breakfast and help Tommy. He was now worried that his husband wouldn't be able to make it through the next months of pregnancy.