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By:T. Renee Fike.


“I’m ready for her to get here; I’m tired of being pregnant.”

“Ugh, plus it’s hot,” Kenz complains.

“Tell me something I don’t know,” I say with a look.

“At least it’s cool in here,” Brody says.

The five of us end up hanging out most of the night before we all decide to call it a night, well everyone but me. My nice five-hour nap has made me wide awake.

“Do you need help up the stairs?” Quinn asks.

“No, I’m going to watch a little television down here before I head up to bed.”

“Too long of a nap?” she asks.

“Apparently,” I say as I grab a bottle of water. “I’ll see you in the morning.” I say goodnight to everyone as they make their way to their rooms for the night.

I turn the channel deciding to watch a movie. I go through channel after channel using the guide to find out what movies are playing.

“Why are you still awake?” Liam asks as he enters the room.

“My five hour nap kind of happened,” I say with a smile, “Why are you up?”

“Wanted some water,” he says as he heads to the kitchen. I continue flipping through the guide. “Want some company?”

“Sure, unless you’re tired.”

“Nah, I’m good for now,” he says as he sits down on opposite end of the couch. “What are you looking for?”

“A movie.”

“A comedy?”

“Anything really,” I say as I land on Scream. It’s the only movie that’s about to start. “Scream it is,” I say as I flip it on.

“Do you have a thing for scary movies?” he asks with a laugh.

“No, it’s the only thing that’s on right now.”

He continues laughing, “Okay if you say so,” he says before taking a drink of water.

The movie starts and I grab a blanket and lay to where I’m most comfortable. Neither of us says anything during the movie and I’m not sure how long I make it until I finally do pass out. I wake up to being lifted.

“What are you doing?” I ask through sleepy eyes.

“Taking you to your bed.”

“You don’t have to do that, I can walk.”

“It’s fine, I’ve already got you,” he says as he takes the stairs. I start to fall back asleep. He places me in my bed and covers me up. “Sweet dreams Hails.”

“Thank you. Sweet dreams Liam.”





Chapter Eight

I wake up the next morning feeling wide-awake, I guess from all the sleep I got yesterday. I head downstairs and see it’s only going on 8:00 a.m. Trying to be a good host, I decide to make breakfast.

I’m making scrambled eggs, French toast, and bacon. “Holy shit, that smells delicious,” Kenzie says as she enters the kitchen.

“Grab a seat, it’s almost done.”

Everyone else comes down about ten minutes later, “I’m starving and that smells awesome,” Brody says as he takes a seat.

“I’m so glad you’re back,” Quinn states happily.

“Thanks for breakfast,” Liam says, as he grabs a plate full of French toast.

“You’re welcome. Enjoy,” I say as I take a seat. We make small conversations while we eat. Shortly after breakfast everyone leaves, except for Kenzie and me.

“Is it weird seeing him?” she asks.

“No, not weird. It’s hard sometimes, but I’m happy for him.”

“You do realize you could tell him and it could make him leave her?”

“I don’t want a guy to be with me because of a baby Kenz. I want someone to want me and to be with me because he doesn’t want to be with anyone else.”

“He still cares, you can tell he does.”

“Yeah he cares, but it’s not the same as it once was.”

“If you say so.”

“I do, because he wouldn’t be getting married if he did.”

“I guess so,” she says looking defeated.

“Everything will work out the way it’s supposed to. I’m fine with that.”

“What do you want to do today?” she asks changing topics.

“Honestly, nothing,” I say laughing, “I want to be lazy today.”

“How about we go and get pedicures, that’s always fun and relaxing?”

“That sounds like a great idea. I’ll go grab a shower and get ready,” I say as I head up the stairs. I get showered, throwing my hair up into a messy bun, before throwing on a summer dress and sandals. “Ready?”

“Sure am,” she says excitedly. We make the short drive to the salon and head in.

“Oh my gosh, I needed this,” I say, as the technician works on my feet.