When I Met Her....

Tears

Tears

Laurel's POV

"How was last night?" Melony asks, plopping down next to me on the sofa in my livng room.

"It was good." I say, a slow smile creeping onto my face.

"I can tell." Melony grins.

"How so?" I ask.

"You're glowing, again." She smiles.

"I am not." I shriek, jumping up from the couch to look in the mirror a little bit down the hallway.

My cheeks are flushed, and my eyes seem to twinkle a little, and there's a smile I can't seem to keep off my face.

"Okay, so maybe I am." I say happily, sitting back on the couch.

"She was good huh?" Melony asks mischievously, leaning into my shoulder.

I gasp playfully and shove her away.

"MELONY!"

"What?!" She laughs.

"That's not something I feel at liberty to discuss with you." I shake my head, turning my attention to the tv.

"Well, just tell me about the night up until the part where you guys had sex."

"Alright." I sigh.

I launch into the story of our night, stopping at the part where we laid on the couch together to watch a movie.

"Your turn. How was your night with Olivia?"

"Oh my gosh Laurel! She's amazing." Melony gushes, "She's sexy, intelligent, successful....she's just perfect."

"Sounds serious."

"Not yet, but I hope so." Melony says longingly.

Looking at Melony in complete awe, I realize I've never seen her so sprung. Over anything!

"You're sprung!" I declare, nudging her with my shoulder.

"Am not!"

"You so are!" I smile.

Melony covers her face with her hands, peeking between her fingers at me.

"She's got you." I shake my head jokingly, "And after one night."

Melony groans, curling up into a ball.

"You're right." she admits.

"I know." I smile boastfully.

Just before she can respond Steph walks in.

"Hi girls."

"Hi," we say in unison.

Steph sits down in the love seat just a little bit away from the couch, kicking off her high heels.

"How's the baby Mrs. Eaton?" Melony asks, politely.

"Oh, she's fine." Steph smiles lovingly, rubbing her stomach.

"Have you picked out a name for her yet?"

"Unfortunately, no. It's getting harder and harder these days to find a decent baby name." Steph chuckles.

I sit beside Melony quietly, anxiously awaiting the moment she'll make her exit when her phone rings. She looks at the screen and stands up from the couch.