“If picking a changeable sheet set is this hard, how the hell are we going to decide on paint colors for the nursery?” I laugh.
“I actually like it the way it is,” she insists. “It’s all about accent colors, and pale pink and yellow would look really pretty.”
I grab the corresponding sheets that go with the soft blanket. We came to the store with the intention of just looking at baby stuff and making a preliminary list of things to register for, but caved and decided to buy just one thing.
“We’re still meeting Logan and Danielle for lunch, right?” Charlie asks.
“Yeah, what are you craving today?” We walk up to the register.
“Greasy diner food. Still. I’m going to be a million pounds when this baby is born.”
“Your tits have gotten bigger but that’s really all that’s changed.”
“My ass too.”
I grab it just to check. “I don’t feel any difference, and trust me, I know this ass well.”
She laughs and pushes me away. “Not in public, Owen!”
“Want to sneak into a bathroom?”
“Now that the second-trimester hormones are hitting me, I’m very tempted to say yes.”
I take her hand and kiss the top of her head. We pay for the baby blankets and then head into town, going to the only place other than Getaway to order cheeseburgers and fries. I call Logan to let him know where to meet us.
Charlie and I get there first, and she puts in an order of French fries right away. Logan, Danielle, and their baby, Paige, get here right as the fries are served.
“How’d it go at the doctor today?” Danielle asks Charlie.
She smiles and looks at me, and I give her a nod.
“Great. We found out the sex.”
“And?” Danielle’s eyes widen.
“It’s a girl!”
Logan claps me on the back. “Congrats, man.”
“Thanks.” Charlie reaches across the table and takes my hand. I give her fingers a squeeze and look into her eyes and feel like the luckiest man in the whole fucking world.
And really, I suppose I am.
We got lost along the way but found our way back to each other. The journey was full of pain, tears, and heartbreak, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Every little thing shaped us, made us who we are today.
And if you ask me, we’re pretty fucking perfect.