“Depends on the man and I’d have to agree. We would have some pretty ass kids, Reece. You can’t rightfully deny that.”
“I’m not denying anything, but in order for that to be a possibility, you’d have to stick around.”
He moved closer, dropping his chin since his body towered over mine.
“I’m pretty sure we discussed that last night and I said I was.” I frowned, not knowing how the hell to address the comment. Was he insinuating that he was staying for me and open to having kids? If that were the case, there were a whole bunch of steps between those two things to be considered. Luckily I didn’t have to address either of those details because Larah yelled from the back to grab my attention.
“Reece. We got your order ready. Y’all come on ’round back so we can get it loaded.”
“I’m going to go through here so I can cover the invoice. If you just drive around the left side of the building, you’ll see a dock in the back. Park there and they’ll bring it out.
He tipped his hat and was on his way to the entrance moments later. I didn’t miss the cocky curve of his lips as he walked away. I immediately pulled my phone out and texted my girl.
Me: I’m pretty sure I just got an offer to procreate with Ro.
Wren: Uh, good morning to you too and bitch what?
Me: Good morning Now focus. Me, Ro, babies…
Wren: I’m royally confused. You’re not making sense. Use your words. I can’t call because I’m with Meleck and Amara. I’m pretty sure you don’t want them privy to details about your uterus.
Me: Meleck and Amara! Oh, that sounds cozy
Wren: It is but it’s also not the point right now. You…Ro…Babies!!!! Now you focus.
Me: Right, okay so cliff’s notes. I’m picking up wood from Lumber Lovers. Ro is with me. Larah did a whole thing about how handsome Ro was and between my features and his we could have some pretty babies.
Wren: What the hell And I’m assuming he wasn’t opposed?
Me: Unless I’m reading this wrong, he was not. I apologized to him for Larah being so forward and clarified that her assumptions about pretty babies would make a man run and he more or less said, if it’s the right man, they wouldn’t, then agreed that our kids would be adorable.
Wren: He wants you to have all his babiessssssss! I’m here for it. We can be Yelena and Shore. They’re both pregnant right now.
Me: I need better friends. You’re supposed to tell me not to jump to conclusions and to think rationally about all this.
Wren: I’m supposed to be your hype woman, Reece, and you’re supposed to be mine. I have to believe the universe wants beautiful things for us. Two fine ass men falling into our lives at the same time equals dual weddings and pretty chocolate babies. You can’t argue with fate, friend.
Me: You’re no help.
Wren: You texted me because you wanted me to encourage your foolishness. I fully support you procreating with that man because fine he is and my god babies would be beautiful. I refuse to be the type of friend who has to dress my godbaby up because their face is unfortunate.
I stopped at the door that led to the back of Lumber Lover’s and laughed harder than I should have. Wren had a thing about calling people ugly, so her go-to was their faces being unfortunate.
Me:
Me: I’m not prepared to handle your foolishness right now. I’ll call you later.
Wren: Love you too and let his choices be his own. You love to get stuck in your head about other people’s decisions. I’m not saying be all in but I am saying it’s okay to let things be what they are.
Me: Does that mean you’re accepting your own advice?
Wren: I am.
Me:
Wren and I shared everything, so I was immediately filled in after she and Meleck had a talk at Pancake House about feeling each other. She was open to it but still not sure if she was willing to put herself out there like that. After taking on the responsibility of raising Amara, her personal life was put on the back burner. She had a lot to consider with opening her heart and life to a man. At least Meleck confirmed how he felt while I was working off what ifs and assumptions.
When I stepped out back, I found Ro in conversation with Nixon. They were smiling and engaged, both men nodding as they stood next to Ro’s truck. The visual had me fast forwarding to future events, like how nice it would be for us together, tackling simple tasks like making a run into town to grab firewood.
