“Then maybe try a woman,” Donut interjected as he pushed the stroller over to where we were sitting.
I barked out a laugh. “Not for me, Donut. I like dick.”
“Why not both?” he said, waggling his eyebrows up and down.
I shook my head as I lifted the baby to my shoulder and pressed my nose against her hair and inhaled. Holding her was bittersweet. I was so happy for my friend and the family she had created, but even now, seven years later, I still longed for my son. I’d never forget the day we found out.
Seven years ago...
This couldn’t be right.
I stared at the date on the calendar.
How did I miss it?
We were careful.
We never made a mistake.
“Morgan? Where are you, babe?”
I turned at Jude’s voice. I looked up at him, my eyes wide, my hands shaking as I tried not to panic.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” Jude asked, kneeling in front of me.
“I’m late.”
His shoulders slumped and he sat back on his feet. “Late for what? Is it something you can reschedule? I know it sucks when you forget an appointment, but the way you just looked, baby, had me scared out of my mind.”
“No, Jude. I’mlate,” I said again, emphasizing the word late.
It took him a moment before he understood what I was saying.
“H-how late?” he asked, his voice shaking the way my hands were.
“A week.” I looked at the calendar again. “I’m never late, Jude. I take care of my body; I don’t let food or stress interfere with my hormones.”
He looked at me as if I were speaking another language.
“Never mind. The point is, I’m late.”
“But we always wrapped up. Always,” he enunciated.
“Yes, but condoms are only 97% effective.”
“What the fuck did you just say? They don’t fucking work?”
Now he was pacing the room. His hands on his head as he turned to stare at me.
“Nothing is foolproof, Jude; you must know that.”
“No, I didn’t fucking know that.” I tried not to smile at the way he was freaking out. Hell, I was freaking out, too.
“I need to take a test.”
Without a word, Jude ran from the apartment. He was gone an hour before he finally returned with a brown paper bag.
“Here,” he said, shoving the bag at me.