Summer Love

Chapter 15

Blake sighed and squeezed his eyes shut so he could find the right words, but his heart was beating twice it's usual rate after Miranda's comment about their relationship and his mind was scattered everywhere. Miranda sat across from him and he could feel her glaring. She was in no mood for this.

"Blake, I swear to god, you better tell me what is happening, or I am going to stand up, get Sadie and drive home." Miranda barked and Blake immediately shot his head up and his eyes were huge and desperate.

"No, Miranda, please. Just let me explain." He pleaded, his voice breaking and Miranda's eyes glared at him, but she stayed sitting. When a few more seconds past, Blake's throat felt tight and he was dangerously close to breaking down. He didn't have a good enough reason for how much of an asshole he had been recently and he was terrified to tell her, knowing she would flip. When he still hadn't spoken, Miranda could see that he was getting emotional, but she was beyond done.

"I am done waiting for you. Either you man up and tell me whatever the hell is wrong, or I am standing up and going home." She ordered again and Blake groaned, he couldn't let that happen.

"I DO want to have another baby." He tried to start and Miranda listened, but when he paused again to order his words right, her anger boiled over.

"Then what the fuck is your problem? You can't keep doing this. It's so unfair on me. You either want a baby or you don't!" She barked, but then something hit her and her face softened. "Is...is there something wrong with you?"

Blake saw that she was looking down at his crotch and he immediately shook his head.

"No." He assured quickly and Miranda breathed out in relief, but this whole thing was too much to understand.

"Then what? Blake, come on. I'm giving you the chance to explain and you're not even trying!" She huffed, her voice gravely.

Blake took a deep breath and knew he needed to get his shit together. He was dangerously close to having his Wife take their Daughter to the other end of the country. He couldn't let that happen.

"Okay, just give me second." He pleaded and Miranda tried to compose herself, settling in her chair to hear whatever it was he had to say. Blake kept breathing steadily, but his heart was racing. He just needed to get this out, before Miranda did something rash.

"I DO want to have a another baby." He assured in a quiet voice and when miranda was about to argue, he held up a hand to indicate that he wasn't done. "And I DO want to have that baby with you. But, I'm worried."

Miranda raised her eyebrows, not understanding what he was saying, but she was beyond grateful that he was finally opening up.

"Why?" She asked as Blake rubbed his face and Blake sighed, not sure how this would sound out loud.

"I'm worried about you." He admitted in a very small voice and Miranda frowned, that didn't make any sense.

"Worried that I'm too old to get pregnant again?" She asked in confusion, that was all she could think of. Blake shook his head quickly. She had regular periods and he saw no reason why she couldn't conceive again.

"What? No, it's not that." He clarified and Miranda was starting to grow frustrated again. She hated when he was like this. She liked to have things out in the open, where as Blake bottled things up. It was one of the only things she hated about it.

"It's just..." He started and Miranda raised her eyebrows, generally interested in what he had to say. "I just...I'm worried that your body won't be able to handle another baby."