I have been living in Dean's apartment for quite some time now. Not long enough to feel comfortable calling it my apartment but comfortable enough to make myself a breakfast smoothie in the morning. So I feel that is a plus at this point in our...relationship if you can even if call it that.
My pregnancy bump is so undeniable now at 18 weeks that I have started taking hair ties to extend my jeans so I don't have to buy maternity clothes just yet. It's been working for now but I just know this linebacker that I am growing will soon require elastic to contain and support him.
"How is my baby boy doing this morning?" Dean says coming out of his bedroom and into the kitchen with a sleepy grin.
"Just destroying me from the inside out growing like he needs to make the NFL drafts by next Fall." I chuckled and take a swig of my Banana Strawberry smoothie.
"The draft is in April, sweetheart." Dean says pouring himself a coffee and winking at me.
"Whatever. I could blame pregnancy brain but let's be real. I know nothing about football." I scoff and take another swig.
"Honestly, I'm not a huge sports guy. I just know a lot from...Tyler." He stops softly and swiftly.
"You can talk about your buddy Tyler without making it weird. He and I dated and it's over. It's okay. To be honest, I am so beyond over him at this point. Especially after everything he said while I was getting assaulted by that damn vacuum." I laugh pointing at the closet.
"Ah ya...I never apologized for that one." He chuckled still not apologizing.
"Ya, you haven't!" I say playfully offended.
"How about this, how about I bring you some lunch later this afternoon while you're working at the bakery, yeah?" He asks swigging his black coffee.
"Hmmm depends on what you're bringing me." I say inquisitively waiting for his answer.
"Well considering you've had a Chipotle bowl like 4 times this week...I was going to say little man really wants a fifth." He offers with a chuckle.
"The answer would be yes... and can you get..."
"The hot sauce on the side. I know, I know." He grins with a soft wink already knowing my order.
"You're the best. Alright, well I have to head out. See you at lunch?" I confirm grabbing my keys off the entry table.
"Lunch." He confirms raising his mug of coffee at me.
Lunchtime:
As lunchtime approaches so does a rush of people trying to get things for dinner tonight. Our rolls are best sellers because people will grab them on their lunch break and take them home for the roast they have in the Crockpot. My jalapeño popper danishes are a fan favorite aswell so when lunch hits they always come in wanting those! So I have been manning the display cases and cashier all morning and because of that my body aches like it's never ached before.
Being 18 weeks pregnant and working on your feet all day is not for the faint of heart. I feel like my abdomen is being pulled in different directions and my lower back is on fire. I lean on the display case for a little relief as the rush dies off. I rub my bump that is no longer foreign to me and has grown on me in the last week or so. I finally look pregnant and not bloated and on my period. I hear the front door ding and my exhausted eyes shoot up ready to put my customer service act on but am relieved to see Dean.
"Your DoorDash is here!" He grins huge with a Chipotle bag in tow walking over to the cashier area and placing it down for me.
"You have no idea how much I need this!" I say exhaustedly.
YOU ARE READING
The White Rabbit
RomansaAudrey Miller is a small town girl from Pennsylvania who moves to NYC for college where she meets the love of her life, Tyler...or so she thought. After college she opens a bakery in New York and shortly after her life seems to crumble because he de...
