Pushing myself up, I snag one of the tests and head for the bathroom.
He gets up to follow.
“No, I can go just fine.” I hold up a finger and smile. “Stay.”
“You’re killing me,” he groans.
“Only in the best way,” I say from behind the door.
When I’m done, I set it on a wad of clean toilet paper on the counter, then step out. “Okay, you can come and stare at my pee now.”
He moves behind me, wrapping his arms over my lower belly. “What do we do if it’s positive?” His chin rests on my head as we both wait nervously.
“Scream and cry a little. Think of names?” I shift so I’m facing him to press my lips against his racing pulse.
“Got it. You scream, I cry.” His chest shakes with his low chuckle. “Or maybe I join you in puking?”
“You’ll be fine.” I lean back to run my thumb over his chin. “I might need to start calling you big boy if we have a little one, though.”
His mouth purses. “I’m okay with that.” Then he glances past me. “Is it time?”
I nod, then grab his wrist to lead him in.
We both bend to inspect the white plastic rod.
“There’s two lines,” he exhales. “Holy fuck.”
“Congratulations, daddy,” I say as the first tears start to stream down my face.
“What’s wrong?” Mom asks as soon as she opens the door.
I’ve only seen her once since we invited her to the courthouse for our tiny wedding almost two months ago.
“Chill, Mom.” I glance at Sawyer. “We just wanted to check if you needed anything from town.”
“Oh, no, I’m fine, honey. Thank you. But you can come in and have a cup of coffee with me?” She steps back and gestures us inside.
“I’m so happy you stopped by. How are the house plans going?” She shuffles into the kitchen and pulls the decanter to start filling it in the sink.
“Really good. I’ll be heading over there in the morning when they break ground.” Sawyer sits on the couch next to me, his arm firmly on my thigh.
He’s been like glue since we got the positive results.
Even more so once the blood test at the clinic confirmed it.
“That’s part of the reason we stopped by.” I pull out the folded diagram from my purse and flatten it on the table.
“Oh, is that it?” She limps over with two steaming cups and sets them gingerly down next to the schematic.
“Yea. This part right here?” I circle a separated area that is offset from the main house. “I wanted to know if you’d be interested in us turning that into a mother-in-law house?”
I’m still a little in shock that Sawyer’s dad approved the idea.
“You’re very sweet. But I don’t know. This place is almost paid off.” She sits slowly into her recliner.
“Mom, you and I both know you have a hard time getting around since you broke your hip. Why not be closer where we can be there if you need help?” I grip Sawyer’s knee to try and keep the frustration out of my voice.
“Pssh.” She bats her hand towards me. “I don’t want to be a burden.”
