Chapter 11

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(Jennifer)

I step into our familiar shower and let Nick unpack our stuff. The water feels good on my back. I wait for the steam to cover the shower walls. Then I use my finger to draw a heart with Nick's name written in it. I carefully turn off the water, so I don't mess up my drawing, and wrap myself up in a towel.

I put on my underwear and turn around so I can put my bra on. I keep trying, but it won't clip. "Fuck!" I begin to get frustrated. "Are you okay?" Nick opens the door. "Can you help me with this?" I ask, exasperated. "Yeah, turn around." He says, and I turn around. He replaces my hands with his and I watch him in the mirror. "I don't think it's gonna work. Do you have another one?" He tells me. I can see him starting to smile in the mirror. "No. I don't have another one and stop fucking smiling!" I grab the rest of my clothes and walk into the bedroom. "Jen." He walks towards me. "Just take your fucking shower Nick there's still hot water left." I finish getting dressed.

I go into the kitchen and get a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos and carry them up to my room. "That was fast." I sit down next to Nick on our bed. "Are you mad at me?" He asks. "No." I eat my Doritos. "I'm sorry if I upset you. I wasn't trying to." I set the halfway empty bag of Doritos on the bedside table. "It's not your fault Nick. It's just hormones." I look down at my feet. "Hey, why don't you paint my toe nails?" I suddenly notice the chipped paint. "What color?" He walks towards the bathroom. "Pink." I pull my shirt up so he can see the light pink lace on my underwear. "Like this." I point to it. It's really hot in here even though all I'm wearing is a t-shirt.

Nick returns with the nail polish and sits at the end of the bed. He takes one of my feet and looks at it. "Do you want a foot massage first?" He examines my foot. "Of course, you'd get paint everywhere if you tried to do it after." I say, laughing. He laughs too and gently starts rubbing my feet. "So, do you think the baby's gonna be a boy or a girl?" I close my eyes, trying to imagine myself with a baby. "A girl." He answers, distracting me from my thoughts. "I think it'll be a boy." I decide. "Why? Do you just wanna disagree with me?" He asks, making me giggle. "No. I just think it'll be like a little you." I smile. "And you are a boy correct?" I add as an afterthought. "Correct." He laughs at my question.

He blows on my feet drying my nails and I try to keep from falling asleep. "I have to pee." I announce and he releases my feet. I carefully walk to the bathroom and see my shower drawing has disappeared and in it's place is a new heart with my name written in it. I can't help but smile.

A/N: yay update please comment I'm so thirsty for comments  

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