he mused.
“That is exactly where I am heading,” I assured him. What I really wanted to do was call Drew. I told him that I would call as soon as I found out. I wondered if he even remembered. Maybe I wouldn’t call him. Yes. I would. The bastard asked if he could call and hadn’t called one time in almost a week.
I sat on the sofa and started to call my mom.
“Who are you calling?” Dawson asked.
“My mom. I told her I would call after we found out.”
Dawson knelt in front of me and kissed me again.
“I’m going to my house for a bit and then to work. I’ll see you tonight,” he said.
“Okay, I’m going to lie on this couch and fall asleep to some tacky soap opera.”
He smiled and kissed me. “I’ll call you later. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
I had just gotten on the phone with my mom when I had a beep from Drew. Of course I had to take it right that second.
“I’ll call you back in a few minutes, mom. Drew is beeping.”
“Why? I thought you and Dawson were an item now. Have you filed for divorce?”
Okay. My mom and I hadn’t talked for years. I didn’t think she had the right to go there.
“We are. I will call you back,” I said. I wanted to get to Drew before he hung up.
“Hello,” I answered Drew.
“I’m having a boy aren’t I?”
“You’re an ass. I thought you were going to call me.”
“You told me I had to call during the day while Columbo was at work.”
“Who?”
“Never mind. You’re too young to know who that is.”
“I’m four years younger than you,” I reminded him, “and you didn’t call at all.”
“That’s because I don’t work that way. I have to have everything under my terms.”
“That’s why you’re an ass.”
Drew laughed. God I missed him.
“Are you going to tell me what I am having or not.”
“It’s a boy.”
“YES!” he exclaimed. “I knew it.”
I smiled. He was just as excited as Dawson was. I couldn’t help but wonder which one was going to be disappointed.
“Would you like a picture of him?”
“You mean an ultra sound picture?”
“Yes. It’s 3D and neat as hell. You can actually see his little tongue sticking out.”
“Hell yeah, I want to see. Do it now,” he demanded.
I laughed and went into the small office, scanned the picture, and sent it to his email.
“I just sent it,” I said.
“Got it. Holy shit, Morgan. That’s a real baby in there,” he stated the obvious.
“Um, yeah. What did you think was in there?” I asked, entertained by him.
“You can’t tell me that this kid isn’t mine. He looks just like me.”
I laughed. Although the picture was very vivid, you really couldn’t tell that yet. I tried.
“Fly home and spend a couple of days with me,”
Drew requested.
“I am home,” I assured him.
“No. No, you’re not home. This is your home. I wish you would hurry up and realize that so that I could stop missing you.”
I smiled. I would love to jump on a plane and go spend a few days with him, but I couldn’t do that. I had already had sex with him on two different occasions while Dawson patiently waited on me to come back to him.
I liked the fact that he missed me. Why? I didn’t know. I was just weaving tangled webs for myself. I seemed to be an expert at that.
“I’m sure that Celeste is keeping you occupied,” I stated.
“It really bothers you to think that I am having sex with Celeste, doesn’t it? What bothers you Morgan? Is it the image of her bent over my knee or is it the thought of me giving it to her up the ass?”
“You’re a son of a bitch. Are you doing those things with her?” I had to ask.
He laughed. “Are you doing those things with Dawson?” he answered my question with a question.
I had to laugh at that. “Um…No. Dawson isn’t that type.”
“So you still just have a boring sex life. I thought for sure you would have taught him a thing or two by now.
What do you do, just the plain old missionary position?”
“This baby doesn’t quite let us do that,” I stated. I didn’t want to talk about my sex life with Dawson. I wanted to know what he was doing with Celeste. “Answer my question.”
“No. I’m going to let you think whatever you want, and I will continue to think whatever I want about you having boring sex with Dawson, and don’t call me an ass or a son of a bitch either,” he added. He wasn’t going to tell me. That told me that he was doing it with Celeste.
Bitch.
I stayed on the phone for over an hour with Drew.