Story Time

#XD30-Chapter 9-Surprise!

After what felt like forever, Susan and I made it to our condo. We get off the private elevator and walk right into the living room.

“Baby, it’s absolutely gorgeous!!” Susan yells, touching the chocolate brown leather couch.

“Isn’t it? I think Mom has a second career for sure.”

I take my cell phone out of my purse to check my emails. Of course, there’s a lot from friends and family members who heard about the failed engagement/coming out and were “concerned”. I prefer to call it being nosey. After sending about a third of my inbox to trash, I see that there are about 14 emails from Tim’s cousin Yelena.

Yelena was the first person Susan and I told about our relationship. She never questioned us, but did what she needed to do to keep our relationship a secret until we were ready. No questions asked. That level of loyalty is rare these days.

I walk over to Susan and show her my phone.

“Yelena sent me a book of emails.”

Susan raised her eyebrows. “Have you read them?”

“No. Not yet.”

I walk over to the kitchen and open the fridge. It’s stocked. Ten more points for the parental units! I grab two beers.

“Let’s see what Yelena is up to,” I said, handing Susan a beer.

It takes about 20 minutes for me to go through the emails. Yelena sent a daily email letting me know what was going on back home for each day we’ve been away. That’s a lot of gossip to catch up on.

Susan stands behind me, too impatient to wait.

“Anything good? The suspense is killing me.”

I let out a deep sigh before I take a long sip of my beer.

“Let’s see. Derek and Tim beat each other unconscious. They aren’t speaking. Tim’s family, with the exception of Yelena, officially hates you. Derek is in the process of selling the apartment and here’s the clincher: Yelena wants to come for a visit.”

Susan laughs.

“On that note, I’m going to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”

“Don’t fall in.”

Susan sticks her tongue out at me.


After about 15 minutes, I walk down the hallway to the bathroom. Susan isn’t in there. I continue to the end of the hallway, where the master bedroom is. Susan is standing in front of the window, wiping her mouth with a washcloth.

“What’s wrong babe?”

Susan has been tired and nauseous for a couple of weeks. I figured it was stress from everything that was going on. I figured it would go away after once we got settled. I wrap my arm around her waist and she rests her head on my shoulder.

“I think I’m pregnant.”

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