Accept My Baby

Amanda smiled.

“Yeah, I guess they are.”

Emilia suddenly gasped loudly.

“That’s a genuine smile, isn’t it?” she asked as she pointed at her best friend.

Amanda walked out of the kitchen and towards the living room with Emilia following closely behind.

“Okay, dish,” Emilia said when she noticed another smile on Amanda’s lips. “I have not seen you this happy in…years!”

Amanda took another sip of her lemonade.

“I think I am happy…like truly happy. I had kind of forgotten what happy feels like.”

“Great feeling, huh?’ Emilia asked as she sat next to her and Amanda nodded.

“The best,” she said, laughing.

“You got laid, didn’t you?” Emilia pointed out. “You dirty, dirty girl.”

“Yeah, I did and it was amazing!”

“And what about…the situation?”

“I told him about it,” Amanda said.

“Everything?” Emilia asked.

“Yeah, everything. About Brett, Sienna, the baby…even about the joint house ownership.”

“And?” Emilia pressed.

“And he is actually excited about the prospect of being a father.”

“Wait, what?” Emilia asked as she looked into Amanda’s eyes.

“Yeah as far as he is concerned, Brett is out of my life and he is…he is all about moving on. With me,” Amanda said.

“I’m happy about that but are you sure you should be moving on so soon after the whole Brett thing? I mean, after my whole debacle with Charlton, you told me that I should not be in a hurry to move on.”

“Yeah, I remember but I have not technically been with anyone for the last two years…I had a roommate, that’s all.”

Emilia took a long deep breath.

“I don’t want you to get hurt again,” she said, taking Amanda’s hand in hers. “And I told you the guys in Europe move really fast.”

“They really do move fast but that’s just it.” She looked at Emilia and sighed loudly as she put a hand on her tummy. “I don’t really have the time to chill out and wait.”

“What? You are tying to get a father for the baby?” Emilia asked and Amanda shook her head.

“No, I guess I just needed help to figure out what to do.”

Emilia watched as Amanda took another sip of her lemonade.

“So, we’re keeping the baby?” Emilia asked excitedly and Amanda shrugged.

“You better be ready to deal with a whole lot of mood swings and cravings.”

“That’s okay. I am a great cook…an amazing one at that.”

“So, we’re really doing this, huh?” Emilia asked and Amanda nodded.

“Yes, we are,” she whispered.