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Now I’m the guy coaching the Tinder-using crowd on how not to fuck up a hookup.
“We’re going to be part of your elephant matriarchy, you crazy woman.”
I’ve shocked even the patrons surrounding us at Wendy’s Diner.
“Words I never thought I’d hear tonight. Or any night,”
“Let’s talk about cupcakes, baby.”
On the one hand, I’m asking him to give me a baby. A person.
“I’m nothing but a sex object to you.”
And I crack up. She’s got one of those. An orgasm chorus dog.
For a second, I tense when I hear that vicious word. Trust is a farce in my universe.
My role in the story of her life has ended.
Right now, I want expectations.
And I’m terrified about our baby.
Holy fucking shit. I’ve never thought of her baby as mine. Not till now.
I. Can’t. Breathe.
I flash back to Ryder’s reaction to the heartbeat. To the magic I saw in his eyes. To his care and concern for the baby. And it hits me. He’s falling for his child.
This is one of the last true surprises in life.
