Two weeks later Evelyn is sitting in her OBGYN office waiting with Roxie for her ultrasound.
“Have you spoken to Anderson?” Roxie asked and Evelyn shook her head.
“I’ve been actively avoiding him. Although it hasn’t been hard to do, he hasn’t been in the office all week. Xander sent him to go negotiate a contract with Lauren, she has taken over his job. They are going out to talk to an artist who has shown at the gallery before. He is a sculptor and Xander contacted them to see if he would show again,” Evelyn explained and Roxie gave her a sad smile.
“Do you know the name?”
“Rudolph Handing.” Evelyn looked down at the paperwork she was supposed to be filling out and couldn’t help but wish Anderson was the one with her. She loved Roxie and appreciated the support, but Anderson should be with her.
“I remember him in my art classes. He’s been a sculptor for a long time, almost forty years,” Roxie shared and Evelyn laughed.
“I always forget Xander is a hundred. He probably watched Rudolph begin his career,” Evelyn commented, and Roxie nodded.
“I’m still trying to wrap my head around me being practically immortal. If I wanted I could continue to have babies until I am two hundred, although I don’t know if I am going to want to have that many children,” Roxie shared and Evelyn found her first true laugh in a long time.
“I can just imagine you at two hundred with a hundred kids,” Evelyn joked and Roxie blanched at the thought.
“Sophia and Bentley are a handful and they are only a few months old,” Roxie replied shaking her head.
“I hear you forget all about the sleepless nights and are willing to do it again in a few years,” Evelyn offered as consolation and Roxie laughed.
“Evelyn Tate,” a tech called stepping out of the back room.
“That’s me,” Evelyn replied standing up with Roxie by her side.
“Welcome to your first ultrasound for your baby,” the perky tech told her and Evelyn gave her a hesitant smile.
“I need you to remove your clothing from the waist down and we can get started.” The tech opened a door for her and she and Roxie stepped inside.
“I’ll be back in just a minute,” she said and closed the door.
“Was Xander with you for your first ultrasound?” Evelyn asked trying to get her brain off the fact she was alone.
“Yes. He wouldn’t let me go to any of my appointments on my own, even the routine ones. When are you going to tell Anderson?” Roxie asked and Evelyn sighed.
“I’m not sure. Our last conversation about children didn’t go all that well. I miss him, I miss cuddling after sex, I miss the sex and I miss him. I miss talking with him about anything and everything. I even miss how he always expected me to come home and make love when he sent me a text saying he was in town. I want him,” she told her best friend, feeling tears slip down her cheeks.
“Aww Evvy,” Roxie said and wrapped her in a tight hug. Evelyn let the silent tears slip down her cheeks, letting herself finally cry over Anderson once more.
“Everything is going to be okay. Anderson knows he screwed up and he is bound to make things right with you. He wants you back Evvy, yes the way he went about telling you that was wrong, but you two are meant to be. Everything will work out, just be patient,” Roxie explained and Evelyn nodded. She wiped away her tears and settled on the table with a thin sheet draped over her lap.
“Are you ready?” The tech opened the door a crack and smiled seeing Evelyn on the table.
“Let’s see this baby. Your blood test has come back, do you want to know the results?”
“Not yet. I’d like to open the results with the baby’s father,” Evelyn said and the tech nodded handing her an envelope. Evelyn caught Roxie’s smile and knew she’d done the right thing waiting to find out the sex of the baby until she told Anderson.
Twenty minutes later, Evelyn was walking out of the office with a pile of ultrasound photos of a blob. The tech explained she was about eight weeks along and her due date was March seventeenth.
“Congratulations again, I’m sure I’ll see you again at your twenty-week scan. That is where you’ll be able to tell your baby is a baby,” the tech shared, and Evelyn gave a soft chuckle.
“Thank you,” she replied, and the tech walked out of the room so Evelyn could get dressed.
“I can tell you are going to overthink everything, Evelyn. I want you to go to the store, pick out one thing your baby needs and start the process of getting ready for your baby. If you do one thing at a time, it won’t be overwhelming. I also have plenty of boy and girl clothes for your baby to have since Bentley and Sophia have pushed into three to six-month clothing. Xander and I talked, he is going to give you a raise since it has been almost a year since you took over the manager position. Don’t reject the raise either, I know you need it,” Roxie ordered and Evelyn stared at her best friend in shock.
“Thank you for knowing me so well,” Evelyn said crushing Roxie in a hug.
“You are my best friend, and I want our children to be friends too. I am always here for you and will do anything I can to help you,” Roxie assured her, returning the hug.
“Thanks. I will go to the same store I bought your present from and pick out the car seat I need for this baby.” Evelyn smiled and felt the first stir of excitement build in her heart. She would finally be a mother at twenty-eight and would love her child with everything she had. Roxie was right, take things one step at a time. Each time she got a paycheck she would get something for the baby. Her mother would spoil this baby rotten, being her first grandchild.
She took longer than expected to pick out the right car seat. After looking at all her options, she looked up each one and studied their safety rating. Finally, she settled on a black and teal accented seat made by Chicco. She also bought some gender-neutral onesies and bibs. Sitting in her car she made a list of the things she needed to budget for so she would be ready for the baby. Feeling more in control of her situation Evelyn stepped out of her car and decided to come back for the car seat box once she made space for all the baby things. Maybe it was time for her to look for a townhouse. She would get in touch with Lucy, her friend from high school who was a realtor. For the past year, she’d been working hard to save up for a house.
Walking up to her apartment, she could hear music coming from hers. Hesitantly she unlocked and pushed open the door stopping in shock when she saw Anderson standing in her entryway holding a boombox. The song blasting from it was her very favorite band, Dan and Shay.
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