I took the food out of Ryan’s hands. “Boom! Thank you, you’re my new best friend.”
Mackenzie scoffed from the other side of the room as he said, “Yeah, yeah, just don’t tell Tyler.”
“He’ll never know. It’s just- I’m 25 weeks and the man us depriving me of nearly everything, he’s so cautious. But, today he’s out of town for the last time until the triplets are born. So, this is my last chance, in the next thirteen weeks, to eat whatever the heck I want without him freaking out, his favorite thing to do.”
“Well, you’re his only wife and these are his only kids,” Mackenzie said as she sat on the bed in front of me, “he has the right to worry about you and even freak out sometimes.”
“I know, but it just like consumes him or something. Makes my fun, sweet Tyler such a bummer.”
“Oh, how’s that going?”
“Alright,” Ryan said, “this conversation is taking an uncomfortably girly turn. Too much talk of feelings and things. I’m gonna go.”
“Okay, Ry.” I told him.
“I’ll see you soon, and Mac, I’ll see you tomorrow, right?”
“Bright and early.” He gave me a hug before waving to us both and heading out, closing the door behind him.
Once we were heard the front door close Mackenzie turned to me, “It’s him.”
“I went to the doctor.”
“I wanted you to come-I really did- but you’ve got your own problems. I’m a big girl, so I went myself; turns out I’m like 13 weeks pregnant – morning sickness ends soon, thank God. But, I did a little math, and I seem to remember getting very drunk thirteen weeks ago. Then, hooking up with a man was also very drunk and in a very serious relationship.”
“Ryan said they were broken up.”
“Oh, that’s bull, this is not Friends. It’s Ryan and Amanda, of course they were getting back together, they always do. Do you know what this makes me?”
“It doesn’t -”
“A whore, a homewrecker, a mistress -”
“Stop it, Mackenzie, that is too far. First of all, you may have helped him cheat, one time, but this is just as much his fault as it is yours. And I’m sure you can both agree on a plan of what you want to do about this. Have you told him?”
“Oh, no.” She shook her head, “No, no, no, he doesn’t need to know.”
“He doesn’t need to know?”
“It’s fine; I’ll just be that friend of his that got knocked up.”
I raised my hand, “Sorry, position filled. By the way, what happens when you yell him you got pregnant by someone and he does a little math, hmm?”
“I’m not that far yet, but I hope he feels so guilty that he keeps it to himself.”
“You can’t lie to your best friend, Mickey, we keep proving that to each other. You’ve always wanted a husband and kids and the whole American dream family. So, I know that if you out can’t get the guy, you at least want to have a healthy relationship with him.”
She was quiet for a minute, “God, you’re right; I hate you. How’d you get so wise?”
I shrugged, “Mommy instinct?”
“Fine, I’ll tell him. But, enough about me for right now, what’s up with you and Tyler?”
“What do you mean?”
She shrugged slyly, “I mean, you guys have gotten really comfortable these days. It’s like he’s wooing you all over again. Are you in love yet?” She laughed.
“I wouldn’t call it love just yet, but you could call it a very, very, very, very, very strong like. And yes, I know I sound like a fifteen-year-old girl when I put it like that, but it’s true.”
“Well, you know, without the deep memories or the history, it’s just innocent. Like when we were younger; Jeremy love.”
“You were in love with Jeremy Castle?”
I shrugged, “No, I thought I was. I was a kid though, what could I possibly have known about love?”
“You think you’re gonna fall in love with Tyler... again?′
I nodded, “Oh yeah, of course. I already am; I can see why I fell in love with him in the beginning, by just the little things he does everyday. So, it isn’t if I’m going to fall for him again, it’s when will it happen and when will I realize it?”
I heard my phone ring and grabbed it from the side table. “Tyler Christopher Meyers, where the hell are you?”
“No cussing,” he reminded me, tiredly. After clearing his throat, he said, “I’m in a taxi, close to home.”
“You didn’t forget, did you?”
“Nope, I got all your texts. We’ll be there on time.”
“We have to meet the realtor like thirty minutes at her office and I am still not dressed.”
“Well, why not?”
“... Because, I’ve been waiting for you. I need help.”
“I’ll be home soon, just wait.”
“Alright, hurry though. We can’t be late, I think they accepted the offer and this place is the one. I can feel it.”
“If you think it’s perfect, then it is.” We said our goodbyes and hung up.
I really did feel like this house was to be the one. The house, that we’d live in forever and raise kids in. A few weeks ago, Tyler and I had a long, important talk and decided to buy a place. Not just a bigger apartment, a real place; one with stairs, and backyard, and a garage. Ugh, I got excited just thinking about it.
So, like big kids, we got a realtor and she showed us house after house after house. Each one better than the last. Then she took us to the perfect place, so good I didn’t even believe that it was within our budget. It’s been about a week since we bid on the house and I hadn’t heard anything back until a couple days ago. The realtor called and asked us to come in to the office.
A little after out phone call I was itching to call Ty again, purely out of nerves, but stopped myself. Just as I was about to give in when I he walked through the front door.
“Hey, baby,” I said.
“Hey,” he said, before falling face first into into the bed. “Let me just, um, I’ll get up in five minutes. We’ve got time, right?”
I nodded, “Wanna tell me why you’re so tired?”
“Um, it’s nothing really.” He rolled onto his back, and sighed. “I was really busy yesterday. You know I had to wake up early yesterday and get to the airport. We were shooting all day, like until ten because the guy wanted night and day shots.
“Then, I had to edit all the photos because he needs them by tomorrow. I knew we had stuff to do today, so I stayed up until three. Then, I slept- only for like three hours because I my flight was supposed to leave at 6:30.”
“But, it was pushed to 7:30, something I didn’t know until I got there. So, I waited, and when it got there I kept trying to sleep, but I can’t sleep on airplanes. So, I feel like-”
“Okay, calm down; the vein is popping.” I rubbed his forehead before running my fingers through his hair. “Your here now, with me- us,” he cracked a smile, “and we’ve got some time. I’ll even call Jenn and see if we could move the appointment back an hour or so.”
He nodded and lifted up on his elbows for a second to give me a peck on the lips. He laid down and it wasn’t long until he was snoring.
I grabbed my phone and called the realtor, Jenn, to reschedule.
“Oh, that’s fine, I totally understand. When do you want to come in?”
“Well, it’s early, can you do later this afternoon?”
“Hold on,” I heard some papers rustling, “actually yes, wow. For the last time in what looks like the next four years; how’s two thirty sound?”
I glanced at the clock, “That’s great, we’ll see you then.”
“See you then, and tell your husband I said feel better.”
“I will, bye.”
Tyler and I walked, hand in hand, toward the realtor’s office. “Wait.” I stopped and faced Tyler, fixing his tie.
He grabbed my wrists, “Hey, hey, stop. You’re nervous.”
“No, your tie is messed up.”
“My tie is fine.” I sighed and crossed my arms across my chest, avoiding his eyes. “Look to me,” he lifted my chin, making me look at him. “Listen. Why would she tell us to come up here if it was bad news?” I shrugged, “She wouldn’t, that’s my point. Am I right?”
“Yeah, but -”
“No buts; now c’mon, it’ll be fine.” For the first time, he was pulling me by the arm into a building.
We went in and were buzzed into Jenn’s office be her assistant. We sat down after saying hi and our realtor dove right into business.
“I’m just going to start because I know that you guys are dying with crazy anticipation.”
Tyler held my right hand in his lap with both of his hand, rubbing the back of it with his thumb. I nodded and she bent down in her chair, coming back up with a file folder.
“Now, before I open this, I want you to know that you guys had a set budget that was lower than the houses’ worth.”
I felt my heart sink.
And that there’s nothing I would’ve liked more than to get you this house. There was a lot of competition and some people had better realtors than just me...” she paused. “Which makes it even crazier... that they accepted your offer a 50,000 dollars less than your max!”
I looked over at Tyler, trying to figure out if what I just heard was real. “They accepted our first offer... after a week?” he asked with a side smile.
She nodded, “A few days ago; I already got the lease sent over. You’ll get the keys tomorrow, all you to do is sign on these,” she opened the file folder, “lines.”
I had to keep myself from screaming, settling for tearing up and smiling so hard my face hurt. “Oh, my gosh,” I let out a breath, “thank you so much.”
“No problem, I’m happy for you guys. You’re going to raise a beautiful family there.” I felt Ty squeeze my hand.
“Well... where’s a pen? Ty, I forgot to bring pens.”
“It’s fine. I’ve got two for you right here.” Jenn handed each of us a pen and told us where to sign. Once everything was signed and the pens were capped, I looked over at Tyler.
We bought a house. We really just bought a house.