Before I can open her door, she wraps her arms around me. "Thank you for everything. You're the only person in the world I'd trust to do this with."
Instinctively, I inhale the scent of her shampoo mixed with whatever perfume she's wearing. "I'll do whatever it takes to give you what you want...maybe twice."
She pulls back in shock. "Twice? Someone's cocky."
"Hey, the little rascal might want a sibling someday."
She nearly chokes on her saliva. "Let's work on making the first one, then we'll talk."
I chuckle, then open her door. "Fair enough. Drive safe, okay?"
She hops in and fishes for her keys before buckling. "I will. If you wake up and change your mind about me moving in, text me before I tell my parents."
"I won't, Kate. Even if you’re a drunken pain in my ass at times, I still think rooming with you will be fun."
"When I'm eight months pregnant and pissed that nothing in my closet fits, I’m gonna remember your words. No groaning about how annoying I’m being."
Laughing, I shrug. "If you're tryin' to scare me, it won’t work."
She snaps her fingers. "You have a pregnancy fetish, don't you? I should've known."
Rolling my eyes, I shut her truck door, but she quickly lowers the window. “If we’re sharing secrets, I kinda have a praise kink. Earlier, I wasn’t kidding about the good girl comment.”
When my mouth falls open, she laughs, then reverses.
"Good night, BD!" she shouts as I walk backward toward my house.
She laughs at my confused facial expression.
"Baby daddy!" she explains.
"So that makes you my pain in the ass BM?"
"Hey!" she scowls.
"We'll work on it."
She scoffs. "Night!"
As I watch her drive away, I think about how our lives are about to change. We’ll be living together, having sex, navigating pregnancy, and raising a baby.
While I'm excited about the future, I'm also nervous as hell.
Kaitlyn's the only woman I can imagine settling down with, but she doesn’t want that. I’ll follow her rules, keep my feelings tucked deep inside, and cross my fingers we don’t get hurt along the way.
CHAPTER SEVEN
KAITLYN
Kaitlyn: Guess what?
Maize: Do I even wanna know?
I smirk at her thinking face emoji. She's the only one I can talk to about this, so whether she wants to hear it or not, I'm giving her details.
Kaitlyn: Of course you do. You live for hot steaming tea!
Maize: You got me there...okay, what is it?