"I mean, I think she'll figure it out, and I don't want her to think that I'm using her best friend for sex or that we're not really trying to see where this is going."
"So we're trying to see where it's going?" she said with a happy expression.
"I think so. I mean, I know where I want it to go."
"Where is that?" she said. "And don't say in the bedroom." She laughed.
"I wasn't going to say that. I..." There was a banging on the door that made me frown. "Oh my gosh. Can we get a second of peace? Who is it?" I said, standing there, rolling my eyes.
"It's me," a soft, feminine voice said.
"And me is?"
"It's me," the voice said.
"Is that Amelia?" Alice looked at me, a worried expression on her face.
"I hope not." I sighed. "I mean, you would've thought she got the hint."
"Foster, open the door. I'm pregnant," the voice sounded. I froze. Alice looked nervous.
"There's no way Amelia is pregnant," I said, shaking my head. "There's just no way. Amelia, go away," I said. I'm not even walking toward the door.
"It's not Amelia," the voice said, and I frowned. Alice looked up at me. Now there was a different expression on her face. Hurt.
I sighed. "Honestly, look, I don't know who this is." I walked to the front door and opened it, wondering if Oliver and Rosalie were playing some sort of sick trick on me, and then my heart fell when I saw who was standing there.
"Finally," she said, flipping her long blond hair. "What took you so long?"
"What are you doing here?" I said under my breath.
"I told you. I'm pregnant, and it's yours."
Alice came and stood next to me and looked up at me. "What's going on, Foster? Who's this?"
"Oh do not tell me you have some ho living in this apartment with you." She shook her head. "Honey, I hope he's using protection with you because obviously, he wasn't with me." She pat her stomach.
"Foster, what's going on?"
I sighed. I had almost forgotten about Barbara. "Alice, this is Barbara. Barbara, this is Alice."
"He hasn't told you about me, I see," she said, laughing. "I'm his college girlfriend, his every couple of months when he's feeling horny and wants to get laid midnight texter." She looked up at me. "We've been fucking on and off for years, but I guess that's not something you tell the new girl you are fucking, huh?" She looked over at Alice and frowned. "Hold on a minute. Don't I know you?" She looked over at me. "Is that the girl from the party when we were in college, the one begging you to fuck her when you came over to my place?" She started laughing. "Your friend's sister? No, wait. It's your sister's friend." I stared down at Alice, and I could see all the blood was gone from her face. Fuck it. I was in trouble.
Chapter35
Alice
"You can call me Babs if you want," Barbara said as she pushed her way into the apartment. I stared at her in shock. Her long blond hair hanging down her back, her big blue eyes looking at me with glee. She was beautiful. And just as she'd recognized me, I'd recognized her as being one of the women Foster had been talking to that night. She had a striking beauty. It would be very hard to forget someone as beautiful as her. "So what are we going to do about this situation, Foster?" she said. "And what's going on between you two?" She looked over at me with a disdainful expression on her face. "I mean, I doubt anything's going on." She laughed. "I mean, you don't go from me to something like that, but..."
"Enough," Foster said sharply. "What exactly is going on here, Barbara?"
"What do you mean what's going on? I'm pregnant."
"We haven't hooked up in a while," he said.
"You haven't asked me how pregnant I am," she said, a glint in her eyes. "So what was your name again?" She looked at me.
"Alice."