MM Series (#3)
Marriage has been easy for star hockey goalie Evan Henderson and his best friend's sister, Ellie. They both knew what they wanted from the start of their relationship.
The only problem is that they can't get everything they want.
Afte...
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LOML❤️❤️❤️: Look, baby girl is the size of a XL banana this week (I didn't know there were multiple banana sizes???)
LOML❤️❤️❤️:We did it baby, we made it past the 20 week mark. I'm soooo proud of you
LOML❤️❤️❤️: How are you feeling?
LOML❤️❤️❤️: just realized you only have a month and a half left in your second trimester... scary
LOML❤️❤️❤️: send pics BTW 😏
Five messages wait for me when I check my phone during my lunch break.
I smile and pull up my Photos, selecting the one I took this morning, typing out, I'm starting to look pregnant and not like I ate a big meal finally!, and hitting send.
"You better not be sexting." The sound of my brother's voice makes me jump in my seat.
"Jesus." I place my hand on my chest. "What are you doing here?"
"Figured I'd take ya out to lunch." He nods his head towards the door. "Come on, I only have an hour."
"Are you paying?" I ask, cocking an eyebrow.
"We'll decide at the end." He says, but we both know he never lets me pay.
I sigh dramatically. "I dunno. Why would I want to go eat a meal with a man who is gonna make me split the check?"
Chris smiles. "I don't have all day here, sissy girl. You want Chick-fil-A, or not?"
I shoot to stand and grab my purse. "You should've said that first, dammit."
I brush past my brother, leading him out one of the side doors. "How's my little niece?" Chris pokes my side and I jolt to the side.
"She's good." I smile.
Ever since I hit week twenty-one, I've been over the moon. Knowing I won't miscarriage is a major stress relief--even if the fears of something happening to the baby are still there.
Now that I'm truly beginning to show, the reality that we're having a baby is starting to hit, but I'm not scared--at least not yet. This is what Evan and I have wanted, and it's finally happening.
"You coming to Ev's this weekend?"
"Of course." I respond, hiking my bag higher up on my shoulder. "Evan is coming too. He's got a game Friday night, so he's flying out early Saturday morning."
"Sweet." Chris flips his key ring around his finger a few times. "The team misses him."
"He misses you guys. Tampa hasn't been very... welcoming."
