Forever Yours

Fifty

Fuck. Shit. I knew she looked suspicious.

"What do you mean?" I ask nonchalantly, taking Santos from her and into my arms. It's about his bedtime.

I take a seat in the rocking chair and begin to rock my sleepy baby. "You know."

"Actually, I don't." I play dumb, caressing Santos' soft cheek gently. He looks up at me with a small smile. My heart swells with love. "What makes you think anything happened?" I turn my attention back up to her.

She rolls her eyes. "Oh, I don't know, the fact that you both looked like two deers caught in headlights, your hair was a mess, your lipstick looks like shit," my hand shoots up to my lips. Fuck. "oh and let's not forget the shitty job Juan did at hiding his little friend." my eyes widen. Damn it, Juan.

"Hey." I glare at her, covering my baby's ear, this entire conversation feeling far too inappropriate to behaving  in front of him. "His 'friend' is not little!" I say defensively.

She crosses her arms over her chest. "Oh, I know." I want to smack the smirk off her face. "Good for you." she rocks back and forth on her feet, nodding.

"Elizabeth!" I scold. "Shut. Up."

She laughs. "We're best friends, it's okay to talk about stuff like this!" her hands rest on her waist now. "Don't you wanna know about my man?"

"No!" I shriek. "Your 'man' is my fucking brother, weirdo!" my head shakes back and forth violently.

She nods, still smirking. "I know. And if you don't fess up what happened with you and Juan before I walked in, I'll spill all the dirty little details about your brother and I."

"Oh my God." I roll my eyes. "We didn't really get to do anything."

"So something was happening?" she smiles, giddy.

I nod. "Yes! Yes, something happened, Elizabeth. Happy?!" I glare at her.

"Very." she nods, plopping down on the floor in front of me. "This is huge! You guys haven't been together in any way in almost a year! What does this mean?"

"Nothing. It means nothing."

"Why? What happened?" she frowns.

I shake my head. "Sleeping with him would've been a stupid mistake. It was about to happen before you walked in."

"Really?" her eyes are wide.

"Yes. I had to slip my fucking underwear back on so fast, I felt like a couple of teenagers who'd just been caught by their parents." I groan, shaking my head.

She laughs. "Oh my God, I knew something was up."

"Well thank you for walking in." I say. "That would've been so stupid."

She shakes her head. "Why?"

"Having sex isn't gonna help any of our problems." I say.

"It would solve some of 'em." she smirks.

True. "No! Elizabeth," I groan. "I'm trying to be serious here."

"Okay, okay." she laughs lightly. "I'll be serious. Why wouldn't it be a good idea?"

"We need to talk. Sex is not fixing any of our problems." I sigh, standing up. Santos is asleep now, I don't know how with all the ruckus we were making. I give him a kiss and place him into his crib gently. Once I've made sure he's not waking back up, I turn around, leaning against the crib. "We just got caught up in the heat of the moment. We're both a bit buzzed, it was our first time alone together in forever, I don't know." I shrug. "It just happened."