BEING WITH ANDREA is one of the best feelings I have ever felt. She wasn't my first and I wasn't hers, but our connection is not to be denied. The feeling of being with her is amazing. Like free falling out of an airplane. So freeing and exciting all at the same time. Never have I felt that with anyone. I need her to know and feel she's it for me. I've been so far in my head with this baby thing and drinking. I need to prove to her I'm the man she needs and wants to raise our child. I don't want her running back to her ex. I know she still has feelings for him.
That means I really need to quit talking to Marissa too and make her understand. Not how sure that will go. It has to be done and soon, before Andrea knows I even have contact with her at all, which makes me a complete shit since I've been playing them both. No more dipping anywhere but here from now on. This baby was a surprise and not what I expected. But now that it's happening...I know I need to save me from myself.
Driving in to the office with a smile that cannot be stopped and a new determination, I pull into Tim Horton's for a coffee to start my morning off. Andrea wasn't feeling well and thought the smell of the coffee grounds was going to make her feel worse when I went to make coffee at the house. Just cracking the lid on the canister had her gagging all the way over at the kitchen table as she ate her English muffin. Damn, that's one hell of a sensitive nose.
Naturally not wanting my baby to be sick, I put it back into the fridge and told her I would grab one on my way in. Pouring her some orange juice, I set it down in front of her, grabbed my bag, and kissed her sweetly.
“Have a great day, babe.” She smiled against my lips. I'm such a shit. Smiling back, I swatted her well plumped backside as she walked past me to the garbage to discard her napkin.
“Hey baby, I was wondering if you'd like to make plans for dinner with my parents tomorrow night. We can lay the news on them,” I asked.
Eyes widening at my question, she got a worried look on her face.
“Baby, my parents love you. Yes, I'm sure they will be shocked, but they will be happy for us, you'll see,” I promised, grabbing her and squeezing her to me. They need to know I'm the man they raised me to be.
She wraps her arms tightly around my waist and rests her head perfectly over my heart sighing.
Nodding her head, she answers, “I'd like that.”
Pulling back to look in her eyes, I saw she meant it by the glimmering home shining back.
“I will call them this afternoon. Maybe we can get my sisters to come too, they are going to flip when they hear,” I told her, smiling wide.
I know she was nervous, heck so am I, but she needed to know we are in this together. Nothing can ruin this day, I'm so happy for the first time in well...ever.
***
Walking in the door, I head to my desk and drop my bag and coffee. Uncle Henry walks over and claps my shoulder. “Trent, I'm heading out, bud. I have to be downtown for a while today tied up in that case for Ms. Hoover. I'm hoping to settle with her company after her wrongful discharge, but you never know how these things will go,” he says, rubbing his temples.
“No problem, man, just going to get to work on the deposition for Mr. Lee’s case,” I let him know.
“Good man. I will have my cell on silent but only call if you really need me,” he says, turning toward the door.
Sitting down in my chair, I take a long sip of my coffee.
“Oh, before I forget,” Uncle Henry turns around saying.
“I will be having my annual Halloween bash next weekend. Bring that pretty little thing of yours and come have fun. She might as well have a crash course in how we Zitos throw a party,” he says, laughing to himself.
“Yeah, sounds good. I'll let her know later tonight. We can go get some costumes this weekend,” I tell him, taking another sip of my coffee while rocking back in my chair.
Winking he walks out the door briefcase in hand.
My desk phone rings.
“Good morning, thank you for calling Zito and Beck. This is Trent, how may I help you,” I answer mechanically.
“Hello, son, it's Mom. How's my sweet boy today?” she asks sweetly.
“Hi, Mom, I'm doing great. Was actually going to give you a call this afternoon,” I say on a deep breath.
“Oh you were, were you? Is everything alright, my love?” she asks worried.
“Yeah, Mom, everything is great actually. I just wanted to see if you and Dad were available for dinner tomorrow night. Andrea and I would love to treat you guys,” I tell her.
“Well that sounds lovely, dear. I am quite sure we are available. Shall we say around 6:00 p.m.?”
“Yes, 6:00 sounds perfect”
“I will see you then my baby boy.”
“Okay, I love you Mom.”
“I love you too, Trent, honey,” she says, hanging up.
Hanging up with Mom, I get to working on the deposition for Mr. Lee. I need to get a lot done today and maybe I can possibly have some time off tomorrow. Andrea and I need a day together. We both have class tonight, so being able to relax tomorrow just being with my girl is exactly what I need.
Just then my cell rings. Looking over I see it's my sister Amy. Amy and I have always been close, she is my older sister and best friend.
I answer on the third ring. “Hey, sis, how are you?”
Laughing through the line she replies, “Hey, little brother, what's been going on? I feel like I haven't seen you in ages. The kids have been asking when Uncle Trent is coming over to have a tea party again.”
Thinking of my twin nieces always makes me smile. They are five and the spitting images of my big sister.
“Tell Clara and Sarina that I will be over this weekend to see them. Oh, and tell Matt that I will be ready to school him next weekend at Uncle Henry’s party,” I say, laughing.
“Do I even want to know? Never mind, just don't let him get how he got last year. Babysitting my husband is not my idea of a good time.”
“I’ll try but you know that old man wants to be young. I can't help what he does Amy,” I tell her, laughing.
My sister is five years older than me and Addie is two years younger than me. She met Matt in college and have been together since. My nieces are the little minis to my sister in every way. I actually feel bad for Matt living in a house where he is clearly out numbered.
“Addie will be babysitting the girls next weekend, you know she tells Mom and Dad everything. Dad still is convinced Matt is an alcoholic thanks to you and Brad,” she tells me while clearly trying to hold back.
“Don't worry, big sis. We will make sure to keep it low key this year. I'm sure Andrea doesn't want to take care of my sorry ass when I can't walk later on.”
“You remember that,” she says sternly. “I have no doubts that girl could take you down if she wanted to. I sort of love that she has you by the balls.” If she only knew.
Wincing and covering my manhood, I smile at the thought that she is exactly right. “Yeah, that she does. Listen, she won't be drinking at the party. I have something to tell you, but you have to keep it to yourself until I talk to Mom and Dad tomorrow night,” I tell her.
“Trent, what's going on?” she questions frantically.
Letting out a laugh, I decide to put her out of her misery. “We're having a baby. Just found out a few days ago actually.” The sharp intake of breath has me pausing. But when I hear the high-pitched squeal from my sister on the other end, I can't help my face splitting smile.
“Oh my God, T! That's such great news! Wait, you're happy, right?” she asks hesitantly.
“I mean of course, yeah it wasn't planned and was a huge surprise. But we are having this baby, together. She's it for me, sis. I just have to make sure she never questions that.” Need to talk to Marissa and cut her out- and fast.
“I know, baby brother. I've never seen you look at anyone like they hung the moon. You look at Andrea that way,” she says, sounding like she's choking back emotions.
“She is my sunrise, my setting sun, and the twinkling stars. Andrea Jensen has brought all the colors back into my world. I won't let her go, Amy, I can't...ever.”
“Love that strong is rare. Don't let anyone ever make you believe it isn't real because it hasn't been years. A moment, a real moment, is all you need to know when you've met your heartbeat.”
“When did you get so wise?” I say jokingly.
“Always been this way, you just never cared to hear the words until now.”
She's absolutely right. Other girls were just a good time, something to pass time with and keep the lonely away. Not this girl, my world was most definitely rocked the first time I looked in her eyes, heard her laugh, and felt her touch. I'm just a shit I haven't quite let another go through it all.
“Alright, sis, I need to get back to work here. I'll see you Saturday. Oh and Amy, let Andrea tell you herself, please. I think it would mean a lot to her.”
“Absolutely, we only have so many of these moments in life.”
I'm counting on a lifetime of moments with this girl. Lots of them. She's mine and I won't be letting her go.