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Adalyn:I’m positively glowing. I can feel the pizza aura lighting up the space around me.
Hayden:Then my job here is done. Have a good day, Adalyn.
Chapter Twenty-Four
ADALYN
Hayden:You don’t want to know what I’m doing right now.
Adalyn:You did that on purpose, open up a text like that so now I have to know what you’re doing. Well you know what, I don’t want to know. Nice try.
Hayden:It involves baby powder.
Adalyn:Damn you! What are you doing?
Hayden:I knew that would get your attention. I’m currently wearing a gladiator costume that’s less than comfortable in the thigh region.
Adalyn:Time out. Why are you wearing a gladiator costume?
Hayden:It’s the reason I couldn’t take you out tonight and I had to revert to tomorrow night.
Adalyn:A gladiator costume is not a valid reason.
Hayden:It is when I have to do a commercial in it.
Adalyn:LOL, okay, now I’m really interested. Are you sponsored by Trojan now? A little ironic, don’t you think, given our situation.
Hayden:Ha. Not sponsored by Trojan. It’s for the league. They like to do skits with all the teams for bumpers in between commercials. I’m assuming since I’m the new guy, the Quakes nominated me for this shit.
Adalyn:That’s fantastic. Do I get a picture?
Hayden:No.
Adalyn:Ahh, you’re all cranky because you’re chafing, aren’t you?
Hayden:This baby powder is pure shit. We will not be using it on our kid.
I pause, reading his text a few times. OUR kid. That’s kind of weird and scary and . . . comforting. Despite Logan being here for me, I’ve felt so alone during this pregnancy, maybe because whenever I envisioned myself being pregnant, I envisioned being married, owning a home, and cuddling up next to my husband every night. Unfortunately, I don’t have that luxury with this pregnancy.
Adalyn:I don’t think baby powder is used that much anymore with babies.
Hayden:Shit, really? Well good thing because it doesn’t work. How have you been feeling today?
Adalyn:Good, the breakfast pizza was exactly what I needed. The lunch pizza you sent to the office was even better. Do I need to prepare myself for dinner?
Hayden:I would tell me now if you would like to pass on a dinner surprise.
Adalyn:Depends, what’s on the pizza menu?
Hayden:Hawaiian pizza, extra pineapple.
Adalyn:Bless you, Hayden Holmes. Bless you.
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Adalyn:Are we going anywhere fancy for dinner?
Hayden:It’s not Subway if that’s what you’re asking.
