Arranged Baby

Part 24

The weeks fly by without warning. I am now five months pregnant with twins. Most people guess I'm past seven months, which depresses me more than I would like to admit. But it's the circle of life, I just hope the cocoa butter is long-lasting.

My appointment yesterday, with Taylor of course, went well. The doctor spoke to Taylor separately about vitamins or something he said, and he's been acting kind of funny after that. He told me he's just tired, but I don't think that's the case.

He's always tired, he always works. It doesn't just hit him at the appointment he's been reminding me about every five minutes since the last one. It's weird and I know something is wrong, but my father has progressively been getting worse and I don't want to focus on his health right now.

Which reminds me I should get some stuff for the babies after work today, since I have extra cash for once. So far I've got nothing ready for them, not even a damn room cleared out. And I have four bedrooms in my house. I refuse to empty out my father's room (across the hall from mine) so I'll have to find a way to make our workout room work for two newcoming children. I can ask Taylor to help me, Lord forbid he find out I was moving anything heavier than 30 pounds.

Work finishes faster than expected also, which happens a lot. Ever since it became known in the office that I am carrying Sergio's next grandchildren, they have been treating me as royalty. You can tell that they truly enjoy anything that has to do with their boss, Sergio is great with his employees.

Taylor, on the other hand, is always apprehensive to appear at Sergio's workplace. For whatever odd reason, Taylor had came with lunch for me today (I did send him a text asking to get Golden Chicken) and didn't want me telling anyone he was here. Maybe they all coddle him when he's there? Being the boss's handsome son and all.

Anyway, he told me he would be on a business trip for the next week in Greece and wouldn't be able to bring me. I gave him a look, I didn't think I would go on a business trip with you, which he ignored and left after giving me his house key.

He assumes I will be staying at his house while he is gone but he is wrong. I have things to do that I will finally be able to do without flinching every time I hear a door open thinking it's him to ruin the fun.

Like grocery shopping. I haven't really needed to considering I have been sleeping at Sergio's house for a while now and have only been to my house for a change of clothes (not even that, Taylor bought me an entire pregnancy wardobe.) Either way, I need to get my house in order and it's the perfect chance to do that.

While choosing between two different sets of onesies and deciding on both, I got a message from an unlisted number. If I hadn't had his number memorized for the past year I wouldn't have read it. But Jeremy is harmless and I miss him terribly. I still think about him everyday, I can't help that he was a great friend to me when I wasn't so great in return.

Come over later? Nana misses you.

Instead of answering, I finish shopping for baby necessities and wait til I'm waiting in the checkout lane to think of a subtle response.

Sure, at Target right now.

He responds with an emoji, the one he always responded with.

We settle on a time and he agrees to come and pick me up at my house. I save his number in my phone, ignoring Taylor's voice in my head telling me not to give my number to anybody.

When I get to my house Jeremy is waiting on my front steps. I force a smile and gesture for him to come over and help. He did ignore me for months, I'm going to make him work for my kindness.