A Few Pecans Short of a Pie by Molly Harper

Author:Molly Harper
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gallery Books

5

LOADED WITH SHOPPING bags from Blessed Beginnings, Margot walked in the door, calling, “I’m home!”

While Blessed Beginnings carried far too many T-shirts with mama’s precious gift written over the belly, they did have some business clothes she felt comfortable wearing to the office, plus maternity jeans and tops that made her feel remotely stylish. Margot had used a considerable amount of her last month’s wages to buy all the office wear and maternity blouses that didn’t make her physically recoil. She’d also gotten some nursing bras and some ginger lollipops that promised to cure morning sickness, and had even picked up some gender-neutral baby blankets and hats. She’d walked out of the store feeling more accomplished than she had in weeks.

“Hey, those look heavy. Let me get them!” Kyle scrambled off the couch to help her carry her burden.

“Thanks!” Margot glanced around the living room, which was devoid of children and clutter. There were, however, several candles lit on un-child-safe surfaces and soft non–Taylor Swift music playing over the speakers. “Where are the girls?”

“Eric picked them up in his sheriff’s truck and took them to his place. He even let them run the blue lights. Frankie’s bringing over pizza and they’re going to keep them tonight. Poor Hercules will be wearing pink glittery nail polish by morning . . . Eric, too, probably.”

“Boy, she must feel pretty bad about that knowing-how-to-use-condoms crack.”

Kyle paused midway to giving her a hello kiss. “What?”

“Long story,” she said, kissing him soundly.

“So how was it?” Kyle asked, eyeing the bags. “I see a lot of baby-related bags, which is great, but no wedding stuff.”

Margot dropped onto the squashy denim-covered sofa and put her feet up on the hassock with a sigh. “I’m trying to think of the male equivalent of the experience . . . but I can’t. Just imagine that really awkward ‘turn your head and cough’ moment of your annual physical, only with more sequins and your relatives telling you that you could cough in a much more stylish fashion.”

Kyle blanched. “Well, that is horrifying.”

“Oh, and you’re super out of shape, and the medical paper gown thing only draws attention to it.”

“Aw, honey. I’m sorry you didn’t have fun.”

“I had some fun. I mean, I got to see Frankie mortify Aunt Leslie in front of a bridal store clerk.”

Kyle pulled her into his side, kissing her neck. “I can only imagine.”

“I found out what I don’t like in a wedding dress. Had a nice heart-to-heart with my dad. I got some pants I can wear to work without the aid of a safety pin, and some relatively cute tops. So it was a pretty productive day.”

“I know you’re not feeling at your most gorgeous right now.” Kyle placed a warm kiss behind her ear. “I happen to think you look beautiful having my baby.”

“You, sir, are biased,” she said.

“Yes, I am,” he said, easing her back on the couch. “I love you and think you’re the most beautiful woman in the world, no matter what tragedies befall your belly or your feet.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.