The Writer's Assistant (ManxMan)

Chapter 44: Congratulations, it's a girl!

A/N: 22.10.2023

Hello HOMIES I MISSED YOU. I HAVE DIED BUT BEEN RESURRECTED FROM THE DEAD. I apologize for the super long hiatus. I've been under the radar for these past few weeks, but I'm finally back with a new update!! Enjoy this one, loves.

Q/A: What's your favorite book trope at the moment?

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I woke up with the worst cramp the next morning. The first text I received was from my best friend, Jack.

Jack: Are you still alive?

I considered blocking him. When I stood up, I yelped from the jolt of pain that shot up my spine. How was I going to get Oliver to the beach in this state?! My phone buzzed, and I picked up.

"I'm burning that cursed box," I hissed at him.

"Box? What box?"

I looked at the screen and realized it was Camilia.

"Oh, sorry. Good morning, Camilia. I thought you were someone else," I apologized.

"What's in the box that makes you want to burn it?" she chuckled.

I bit my lower lip. "Just... toys."

"Toys?"

"Yes, like dolls and all sorts," I rambled.

"Oh, I have a little cousin who loves toys! If you plan to throw them away, maybe I can ask if he wants them?"

"No!" I blurted, followed by an awkward pause. "They're old and dirty. I think it's best if you buy new ones."

I didn't want her to insist, so I quickly added, "I think they're cursed."

"Alright," she said with a strange laugh. "Anyway, I'm calling because I just wanted to let you know I'm almost done preparing for this afternoon. I contacted Zack and Oliver's old military friends, and we'll be at the beach early to prepare the barbecue and tables. Did you ask Oliver to meet up today?"

"Ye-"

"Hey babe, you awake?" Oliver said, stepping out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. I quickly let out a loud cough.

"Oh, um, Oliver? Yeah, I contacted him," I spoke into the phone, giving Oliver signals to go away. He ignored me and kissed me on the head. I pushed him away, pressing my hand against his damp skin and trying not to enjoy how hard and nice his muscles felt. Before Camilia could speak, I interrupted her and pretended as if she was someone else. "Great! Thanks so much for letting me know. I don't mind if the package arrives late, just leave it at my door. Alright, sir, goodbye!" I immediately hung up and turned off my screen before he could catch a glimpse her name.

"Who was it?" Oliver asked curiously.

"The delivery man."

"What did he say?"