I get up, feel a little better, and am hungry—well, starved—so I splurge on a muffin and a glass of chocolate milk.
Thirty minutes later, I’m puking it back up, and Phillip is looking like he found the end of a rainbow.
“Phillip, you aren’t supposed to smile about someone being sick. It’s annoying.”
“Princess, why don’t you just take the pregnancy test? Then, if it says no, you will know it’s just the flu, and if it says yes, well, you can freak, and I can celebrate.”
“I hate you right now.” I hide my head under the blanket.
Of course, he can’t leave me alone, so he snuggles up to me and starts talking through the blanket.
“Tell me why you wouldn’t be excited about this? It would be kind of like a surprise gift.”
“No, it would not. Having a child is a big responsibility. It’s time-consuming, and it takes lots of energy. I don’t have the time or the energy right now. Plus, I want to spend time with you. I want us to be a couple before we become a family. Why can’t you get that?”
“Princess, sometimes, things happen for a reason. If you’re pregnant, it’s because God thinks we’re ready for this.”
“Oh, no, you don’t!” I whip the covers off my head and point at him. “Don’t you go blaming God for this. If there’s a reason this happened, it would be because I was stupid to believe you when you said, Don’t worry about the antibiotics. This would be God laughing at me for my stupidity.”
I throw the covers back over my head.
“Jadyn …”
Oh. He’s mad at me.
“Don’t use that tone of voice with me. I’m sick.”
He uncovers me. Kisses my face, my neck, and my forehead. Sweet kisses that make me love him even more.
“All I’m saying is that, if you are, I would be thrilled. I love you. I want to have a family with you, and I don’t care when it happens. If you want to wait—I mean, if you aren’t already—then we’ll wait. But you have to admit, it would be fun to be pregnant the same time as Lori. To have our kids close in age, like you and I were. Just think, we could take naked pictures of them together as babies to torture them with when they were older.”
I can’t help it. I laugh at that.
“See, whatever it is, you and I love each other. You will be an amazing mom, and I plan on being the best dad ever, but the reason I want a baby is just because I am so in love with you.”
He kisses me on the lips.
And I am thinking this boy must really love me because I just puked and did not brush my teeth, and he didn’t even cringe.
I still hope I’m not pregnant, but I guess, if I was, it wouldn’t be the end of the world.
