Keira Callahan.” He whispers.
“I love you Lane Callahan.” I whisper back and he unbuttons my shirt and makes love to me over and over again.
Lane
Meeting with my dad was a mistake. All he wants to do is cause trouble. He has the audacity to judge Keira and her family. He claims that Keira is like her mother. He thinks she trapped me. My dad thinks that Keira, my sweet wife, stalked me and seduced me. I just let him talk. But then when he claims that she is screwing around on me I’ve had enough. It’s worse than the night I told them about our marriage and Peanut. For weeks, they have been silent and now this? I am about to lose my cool in this fancy bistro.
“If you say another word about Keira I will leave and never speak to you again.” He knows I am serious.
“Does the truth hurt or scare you Lane?” He has the audacity to ask. He’s so smug and arrogant. I can imagine that’s the same face he gives to all the women he’s screwed around with. I’m sure they fall for his faux confidence. But all I see is man scared to get old.
“ Are you joking? You have no idea what you are talking about.I begged her to marry me when she found out she was pregnant with your grandchild.” I have to take a breath. I can feel my anger rising. “Listen and listen good. Dad, if you or mom ever want to see my son or daughter and your grandchild you better drop this crap. I’ve had enough.”
My dad grabs my hand as I try to leave. “Lane. Wait. Just listen. Look at her family for God’s sake. Her mother barely raised her. She has you fooled by thinking it was all your idea. But she knew you’d offer to marry her. I know women like her and her mother…”
“That’s it. I’m done. Stay away from me and my wife.” I can’t take it so I walk out.
I am cranky as crap. I haven’t really talked to Keira today. I’m exhausted. The work assignments are heavy and the thought of school makes me grumpy. Going home to a grumpy wife who is tired is not what I feel like doing. But, I love Keira and I know she needs me. So I head home after work.
Keira is asleep. Dinner is on the stovetop. I can eat and study then head to bed.
Part II
Keira
Oh no. There’s blood.
“Lane.” I can barely speak. This can’t be happening. Not now. “Lane, wake up!” I scream.
He can’t hear me. “Okay I can do this.” The dull ache in my back tightens slightly as I get up. I can’t do it. Oh God not my baby. Please God, no.
I slowly crawl to the bathroom door and open it.
“Lane!” I close my eyes in pain and scream his name.
He bolts upright to a sitting position immediately,“What’s wrong?”
Before I know it he’s at my side. “Keira, baby, what the matter?”
“It hurts.” I cry out in pain. “It shouldn’t hurt.”
He looks at the trail of blood from where I’ve been crawling on the floor. “Holy crap, Keira, your bleeding. I’m calling an ambulance.”
I nod.
Lane
I am so tired .Between school and work I am exhausted. I know Keira wants to talk. We haven’t seen much of each other in the last few weeks. She’s been home alone most days. At sixteen weeks, the nausea is gone but she still sleeps a lot. Fall classes just started. I registered full time and I work as a full time intern. I need to study more, but I need to work on the projects I’ve been assigned to at the firm. This has been a hard few months. I work all day and study in my downtime at night. I fall in the bed exhausted.
Keira has tried adjust. She cooks every day and cleans. Her grades are great. Peanut is growing strong. But she’s lonely. I know she is. She could go to campus but she wants to be able to rest during the day since we only have my car. My parents made sure to let me know the night I told them about Peanut that all I could keep was my car. They would no longer be helping me in anyway.
Gramps says they are in shock. They’ll get over it once the baby comes. But who knows. My dad