Oh my God! Liz!” Kent couldn’t breathe.
She laughed. “I’m about five weeks along, almost six, really. They’ll have me in for an ultrasound in a bit. You want to be there?”
“God, yes. Of course. Yes. I wouldn’t miss it, not for the world.”
His baby. Oh God. He was going to get to see a picture of his baby before it was even born.
She laughed softly. “I have a good feeling about this one, Kent.”
“Oh, how do I tell you thank you, lady?”
“You let me crush your hand during the delivery, and then you take the best care of your baby anyone has.”
“I swear. I promise you, I will.” His baby was going to be the most loved child on earth.
“I believe you, honey. I’ll call as soon as I’ve got any more news or have an appointment day or time, okay?”
“I’ll be waiting with bated breath. Do you have a due date yet?” A birth day for his baby?
“Not from the doctor, but I mean we know what day it happened, right? It’s the beginning of June next year.”
“A late spring baby. Oh wow.” Oh wow.
She laughed again. “Congratulations, Papa.”
Tears filled his eyes. “Oh wow. Say it again?”
“Congratulations, Papa. You’re going to be a daddy.”
“Oh damn.” The tears slipped out, and suddenly he couldn’t breathe. He was going to be a daddy.
“Kent, honey? Are you okay?”
“Yes. Yes, I’m so very more than okay.” He was going to explode from it.
“Okay, then. Like I said, I’ll call you. Go celebrate. Bye, honey.”
“Bye, lady.”
He hung up the phone and just sat there, staring. A baby. His baby was growing inside Elizabeth. This time next year he would have been a daddy for months already. He knew which room he’d turn into a nursery. How long until he’d know whether he was having a boy or girl? He’d have to look it up. He wanted to make sure he knew what questions to ask at the first ultrasound.
He was going to be a daddy.
He needed to call his folks. Like magic, his phone rang.
The caller ID showed it was Dex.
“Hey, honey!” Kent spun in his chair, so excited.
Dex chuckled. “Hey, sweet. You sound even happier than usual.”
“I am. I just got amazing news!”
“That’s great! What?”
“I’m going to be a dad!”
Dex laughed. “A dad?”
“I know, crazy, right? How are you?” He was going to take the room that got the morning sun, make it the nursery.
“Are you adopting a dog?” Dex asked.
“What?” He liked dogs, but he needed to plan for the baby. Unless, of course, having a dog would be good for the baby….
“You said you were going to be a dad—so is it a pup? A kitten? One of those pot-bellied pigs?”
“No. A baby. I have a friend that offered to be a surrogate before I met you, and she actually caught pregnant!” He couldn’t believe it.
“You’re having a baby? Like a little person?”
“Well, yeah. I mean, in June.”
“Are you bi? Is she your girlfriend?” The words shot out at him.
“What? What? Me? Are you… what? No. No, I hired her. I mean, she’s a friend of mine, she’s married. She likes being pregnant, and she has kids of her own to raise….” He wasn’t a cheater. He’d never. Not ever.
“So she’s giving you the baby, and you’re going to be a father. On purpose?”
“I….” Yes. Yes, he was. He was going to be a great dad. He was going to be the best dad, wasn’t he?
“So you like kids that much, huh? Congratulations?”
“I’ve always wanted to be a dad. Always. I… I think I ought to go. I hope…. Bye.” He hung up the phone and took the headpiece off. They hadn’t really been seeing each other at all when this whole thing happened. They hadn’t been serious.
Had he fucked up? Oh God. He…. His gorge rose, and he bolted to the bathroom, losing his lunch. It was all just too much—too much news, too much good and bad and worry.
The phone began ringing again.
“Just a second. Just a second.” He wiped his mouth, pulled his phone from his pocket.
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