The White Rabbit

9.) It's a-

13 weeks:
I throw on a white sun dress dress in the bathroom of Lyla's apartment and begin getting ready. The dress perfectly contours my bloated belly that I delusionally call a baby bump. I rub my belly softly while applying mascara.
"We get to find out more about you tonight, little nugget." I smile softly.
As I near the end of curling my hair, I hear a knock a the door that must be Dean. He said he would pick up the cake from my bakery before heading over also swearing to me that he wouldn't sneak a peak. 
"I got it! I got it!" I shout hoping Lyla and Kevin don't answer it.
I run out of the bathroom and down the hallway. Lyla and Kevin are both at the kitchen table finishing up dinner before we have dessert...our gender reveal dessert. They're a bit too perky since I got home and said I would be moving in with Dean at the end of the month. I guess I was ruining their sex life or something like that. Oopss!
I swing the door open and am met with Dean holding a small cake box in one hand and flowers in another. I open the door wider and allow him in.
"I didn't peak. Scouts honor." He smirks and I smack the arm holding the flowers.
"I thought you promised not to do that cringey shit, baby daddy!" I giggle poking fun.
He points the flowers at me and whispers,"Touché".
We walk to the kitchen table when Lyla and Kevin are sitting. Dean places the cake down on the table and looks over at Lyla who has the biggest bite of food in her mouth that she is desperately trying to chew and swallow so she can speak.
"These are for you. Audrey has told me so much about you and...you're a really good friend. Thanks for taking care of her." He grins handing her the flowers.
She panics and swallows the half chewed food before speaking.
"You're too kind. It's just what you do for friends. Especially friends like Audrey. " she smiles grabbing a napkin to wipe her mouth. While doing so she covers her mouth to where only I can see it and mouths,"Wow. Hot!" at me and I embarrassingly shoo her away.
"So are we gonna cut into this bitch or what?" Kevin grins looking inside the cake box at our cake.
"Kevin!" Lyla hisses with a giggle.
"In a minute, Kevin...damn!" I joke pushing the lid of the cake box back down.
"I know this is from your bakery...and your cakes are life changing. Let's get going with the little squirt's genital announcement and eat some cake." Kevin announces.
"That's it, Kevin. You're about to be uninvited from this gender reveal." Lyla jokes pointing at their bedroom door.
"Please excuse my fiance and his lack of manners...You already know that I am Lyla but my buffoon here is Kevin." She says reaching for a hand shake which Dean accepts and then moves on to shake Kevin's hand.
"No apologies necessary. I know a cool dude when I see one." Dean chuckles and so does Kevin.
"I like this one... so much better than your last one, Audrey." Kevin grins taking his last bite of dinner with a devilish grin knowing we are not an item yet.
"Kevin, stop teasing them! You know they're just friends." Lyla laughs grabbing her and his plate to head to the kitchen to put them in the sink.

"We all know they're gonna end up together so I'm not playing these little mind games with them. They both look at eachother like they wanna jump each other's bones. Hell, I give that look to Lyla all the time!" He cackles and Lyla places a dessert plate in front of him and smacks his head.
"We do not!" Dean and I say in unison both starting to blush from embarrassment.

"Oh...okay let me join you in delulu here for a second. Awww yes...here it is. Yes, you two are just gonna move in together and live happily ever friendship with a baby. So friend-mantic!" He mocks clasping his hands together by his face.

"Alright...alright!" Lyla shouts playfully and places my cake on the kitchen table after she took it to the kitchen to place on a cake stand. She hands us two empty champagne flutes.
"What are these for, Lyla? You know I can't drink." I chuckle rubbing my bump.

"They're not for champagne, ya pregnant ditz. I saw it on TikTok. Instead of cutting the cake, you push the flute into the cake and then it shows you all the layers and the gender!" She says with glee clapping softly.
"Okay...go go!" Lyla shews us toward the cake.