The White Rabbit

7.) It's a...Friendship?

13 weeks pregnant:

"Dean...I need you to pull the truck over..."I panic holding back from throwing up.
"You serious?" He gives wide eyes and quickly pulls the truck over to the shoulder.
As fast as I can move, I throw the seatbelt off of me and throw open his truck door just in time to throw up right outside the truck. I take a few breaths of fresh air and then realize it's New York gutter air and throw up once again. I wipe my mouth quickly and shut the door.
"I'm sorry..." I apologize as he rubs my back softly.
"Don't apologize. You're pregnant." He chuckles handing me some gum that he knows I was about to ask for and switches the truck back to drive and signaling to get back into traffic.
"I hate it... I hate being sick all the time." I pout in passenger seat pushing the gum into my mouth .
"I'm sorry, I can't help. I feel helpless." He shrugs continuing to drive.
"This baby better be fucking cute. That's all I'm saying. If I'm being tortured for 9 months. I want a cute baby. A Gerber commercial cute baby." I chuckle placing my hand on my stomach.
"Dude...we're gonna have a cute baby. I can feel it. You don't fuck in a bar office and not make a damn cute baby. The secret ingredient..."he starts to whisper at the end.
"Lots and lots of vodka!" He whispers to the baby and I shove him.
"Don't tell them that!" I laugh covering my stomach with both hands mimicking covering their ears and he laughs continuing to drive into the parking structure of the OBGYN office.

Dean refuses to let go of his truck even though he lives in New York City and is so close to everything. He said he likes the freedom it gives and he likes driving. So he picked me up today and took me to my appointment which is nice because we don't have to pay for a taxi which is nice.  We roll into a parking spot and we're early. Dean is very punctual apparently.

"We're like half an hour early Dean." I chuckle checking the time on my Apple Watch.

"Aren't you glad we're here early though and not late? Now we won't miss our appointment." He grins with pride.

"Ya but now we have like 20 minutes to kill. And what are we going to do for 20 minutes in a parking structure." I  state looking around at all the other cars.

"Well for starters we can look at apartments for you online. We gotta get you out of your friends apartment. You're killing their sex life." He teases pulling up apartments on his phone.

"I am NOT!" I blush embarrassingly.

"You're blushing because it's fucking true. Come on...pull up Zillow and get to searching." He chuckles and clicks on a few.

"Ugh...alright!" I say defeated and plug in what I can afford and what I want.

"Personally I'd love for you to find a place near me...so when baby comes I can easily help? I'd move near you but my lease isn't up for two years...I just renewed. Or is that too much to ask?Because you can put me in my place." He throws out plugging in his address to see how close other apartments are.
"That would be smart wouldn't it...okay maybe I'll keep my options around your apartment area." I agree and narrow in my search a bit.
"What about this one? It's a one bedroom one bath in the same building as me? Is that too close? It just got posted so we can get a jump on it if you'd like?" He asks sending me the link to the apartment.
It pings on my phone and I take a look. It's nice. Really nice. But it's out of my price range but $300 a month.
"I can't. It's out of my price range. It's perfect though. Location and everything. You could easily come help in the night. Maybe we can schedule to go look and see?" I say putting in a request card to tour it.
"Ya, just tour it and see. And if it's too good to pass up, then I'll cover the difference. I want you both close by." He says looking at me then nervously placing his hand on my stomach for the first time.
I look down at his hands perfectly placed on my stomach and then look back up and our lips are moments from touching. I'm close enough to smell the peppermint smell on his lips and I don't know if it's these raging pregnancy hormones or the way he smells but I melt into him caving to my desires. We both share a passionate kiss and our tongues dance across our lips. He grabs me firmly but gently around the nape of neck and pulls me in close to him as we kiss across the center console. I can feel the heat building up between us and we conquer more and more territory of each other even while fully clothed. Suddenly he pulls away heavily breathing. He softly pushes me away grabbing my shoulders softly,
"Hey...hey... I don't know if this is a good idea."Dean states adjusting his shirt back to normal.
"Not that I don't want this...I really... really... want this..."he says staring at my exposed cleavage from my shirt becoming wonky.
"But for the sake of the baby, I think we need to...take this slow. Start with a friendship and build on this." He explains.
He was right....I hate that he's right. We need to take this slow because we are basically strangers having babies together after all.
"No...you're right. You're totally right." I exhale readjusting my top to cover my cleavage more.