Life Unexpected (Naughty Addiction's Part2)

Chapter 5

Lexi

He looks different; is it his hair? I'm not sure but, whatever he changed he's still incredibly attractive. He smiles and leans down to pick up the cucumber I dropped on the ground.

"Did you miss me? He asks, handing me the cucumber.

I glance down at the cucumber and flush. Is he for real? Well... his sense of humor hasn't changed.

"How have you been?" I ask, trying to avoid his question.

"Not to bad, how have you been?"

"Great."

There is an awkward silence between us as we stand there and stare at each other. His hands are in his pockets and I'm suddenly aware that I'm staring at his crotch. I glance away and remember why I'm here. I'm cooking for Dylan tonight, we're supposed to talk about our future and the most prominent issue; the baby. Crap. Then I remember we still don't know who the baby daddy is, it could be Tripp's and he's standing right here in front of me, should I tell him? Will it even matter if I do? What does all of this mean anyway; me running into Tripp? I start to wonder if this is the Universe's way of telling me my life is one big cosmic joke.

"I'm pregnant." I blurt out.

If the silence between us wasn't awkward enough, now Tripp looks like he wants to run to the nearest exit. I don't know why I told him, perhaps I'm hoping he will react differently than Dylan, maybe I told him as a last-ditch effort to keep him in my life in case Dylan decides not to stick around.

"How far along are you?" He asks.

"Six weeks."

"I see."

I could see the realization in his eyes, he knows this baby could be his. I practically hold my breath while waiting for Tripp to respond.

"Do you need me to take a DNA test?"

"Do you want to? I mean, even if it's yours, if you don't want to be a part of the baby's life you don't have to."

"I want to know Lex, I mean yea... I have things going on in my life right now that may complicate things but, if the baby turns out to be mine, I want to know."

I smile at him and step closer, I want to hug him but, before I can get any closer a tall blonde comes over and latches onto Tripp. She's very pretty and she knows it.

"Hi, I'm Kelly." She says,

"I'm Alexis but, everyone calls me Lexi, except Tripp he calls me Lex."

My admission seems to rub Kelly the wrong way, it was like I was rubbing my relationship with Tripp in her face and her reaction was natural. She threw me a fake smile and then leaned into Tripp placing her head on his arm. Her body language said, 'he's mine bitch so step the fuck off.' She reminded me of a dog in heat, she should have just peed on him and been done with it.

"Tripp baby, we should go we don't want to be late."

"Yeah, sure babe."

He reaches inside his pocket and pulls out a business card handing it to me. Before they walked away he made a 'call me' gesture, I smile at him and nodded. Kelly didn't look happy and was practically pulling Tripp the other way. That had to have pissed her off, I wonder how long they have been dating, is it even serious? I stood there for a few seconds staring at the card feeling like I was lost on a strange planet.

"Excuse me." Someone behind me calls out.

"Oh... sorry."

I move my cart and put Tripp's card in my purse. I shake my head and try to clear the fog from my brain and then resume shopping.

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Dinner has been in the oven for a while now and Dylan should be here shortly. I'm not sure if I should tell him about running into Tripp. Would he even believe me? He might think it's too much of a coincidence. He may think that I still have feelings for Tripp. Do I still have feelings for Tripp? As I ponder that question, there's a knock at the door. My heart starts to race, I know it's Dylan. It used to be that my heart only reacted to Tripp that way. I try to think back to earlier, did my heart do that when I ran into Tripp, I can't seem to remember. It doesn't matter, he's with someone else and so am I.

"Hey." I say, opening the door. Dylan smiles at me and I let him in.

"Wow, it smells delicious in here."

"Thanks, it's pot roast and I bought ice cream for dessert.

"Yum, what kind."

I open the freezer to show Dylan the assortment of ice cream.

"Jesus, did you buy them out."

"I couldn't decide and they all looked so good."

Closing the freezer door, he turns and puts his hands around my waist holding me to his chest. We fit so well together, like we are meant to be. I turn and kiss him; his lips are soft and warm against mine. I can feel his tongue playfully dance with mine. Unfortunately, we're interrupted by the timer on the stove.

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Dylan helps me set the table, he tells me again how sorry he is that he couldn't be at the doctor appointment. I reassure him that everything is fine, and I'm not upset. We start to talk about the baby and he askes me if I've thought of any names. I honestly haven't thought about it, I've been too preoccupied with other issues.

"No, I haven't thought that far ahead."

"Ok... well, I actually have a couple that I've thought of. Do you want to hear them?"

"Sure."

"Ok... if it's a boy; Nathan Andrew. If it's a girl; McKenna but, I don't have a middle name yet."

"Those are nice, if it is a girl we will have to fit my cousin's name in there somewhere, we already promised each other."

"So then, McKenna Leanne?

"Perhaps, oh... that reminds me, Leanne came by today and told me she's pregnant. She told me she wanted me to be the first to know, which made me feel like the worst best friend ever. So, when we talk to them and I tell her about me being pregnant, you have to pretend that you don't know."

"That shouldn't be a problem."

"Ok, good, thanks."

After cleaning up the dishes, we take our heaping bowls of ice cream into the living room and eat them on the sofa.

"You know, we've been so preoccupied about the baby, that I haven't had a chance to ask you about setting a date."

"You mean for our wedding?"

"Yea... you do remember me proposing right?"

"Of course, I just wasn't sure if that was still an option."

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"Because you don't know if the baby is yours and you gave me the impression that you may change your mind about us if it's not yours."

"About that, look Lex, I think I was just freaking out about having a baby, it's a big deal and I just want to know that we can handle it. I want to know that we will be ok."

"I know I'll be ok, I'm more worried about you not being ok."

"I'm willing to give it a go, I mean what's life without a little challenge right; besides, I couldn't imagine living my life without you, I love you so much."

"I love you to."

We finish our ice cream and cuddle next to each other on the sofa. Dylan covers me with a blanket and pulls me close to him. I begin to feel guilty about not telling him about running into Tripp and I'm conflicted about whether telling him is the right thing to do. I'm loving being in this moment with him and I'm afraid that if I tell him it will end, possibly for good. I contemplate scenario's in my head of what could possibly go wrong by telling him. How can we build a relationship on a lie? I should just suck it up and tell him the truth, if I'm honest maybe he will understand.

"Dylan?

"Yea?"

"I need to tell you something."