Rose is high joy land right now. She might even play stepmother to Pete's unborn kid.
So much has happened over the summer. Petey and Ashlee are trying to get their divorce finished. He and I haven't gone public with our relationship just yet. We're waiting until the divorce is finalized. Ashlee is about to give birth soon. That issue came up during my lunch break. I was about to head out with the girls when my cell phone rang. Nessa, Robyn, Rachel, and Sakura looked at me, grinning.
"Answer it!" she said. I gave her a little teasing smile.
"I will!" I said. I drew out my phone and flipped it on.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hey baby!" Petey said on the other line. I fought back the urge to squeal like a little fangirl. I fought to keep myself under control.
"Yes, Petey?" I asked. There was a slight pause on the phone.
"I have to talk to you about something," Petey said slowly. My face dropped a little bit.
"Okay..." I said as I was walking to the bathroom. "What is it?" Petey took a moment before speaking. Uh-oh. This is bad. Don't tell me it's over now.
"You know that Ashlee is pregnant, right?" he asked.
"Right," I said. "What about it?"
"I have filed for joint custody. Is that okay with you?" he asked.
"Sure, sure!" I said. "It's your kid, why shouldn't you take care of them?"
"That'll mean you'll have to be the kid's stepmother," Petey pointed out. "Are you up to that?"
"Yes!" I said quickly by the time I was in the bathroom.
"Are you sure?" my boyfriend asked, unconvinced.
"I have been taking care of Davis for years!" I said. "I can handle it!"
"A kid needs much less care than a baby," he pointed out.
"I can handle it," I said to him much slower.
"Okay," he said at last. "We'll talk about this more later. Among other things."
"Fine," I replied. "I'll see you tonight."
"Okay, love you," Petey signed off.
"Love you too," I said back. We shared a kiss before hanging up. I squealed aloud to myself as I jogged in place a little bit in the bathroom that I had ended up in. Oh yes! This is real! He wants me to be step-mother to his unborn child. He trusts me enough to fill in that role. I know I can do that well. I have practically helped Keisha raise Davis. A baby is different, but I can manage.
I walked out of the bathroom to see my friends crowded around the door. They were all grinning at me. I looked at them slightly confused.
"What?" I asked. The girls didn't speak at first. Sakura chuckled at me. I raised an eyebrow at them.
"You heard everything?" I asked. My tone was just too happy to reflect my usual annoyance with my noisy friends. Nessa smirked at me.
"Rosie's going to be a mommy!" she cheered. I rolled my eyes at her.
"Step-mother!" I corrected. "Why do you guys have to be so noisy all of the time?" Nobody answered me, of course. They all just giggled at me. I only rolled my eyes again. Why bother? I'm not in the mood to get mad lately. I'll let 'em slide. But just this once.
"Whatever," I mumbled. "Let's just go." I walked down the hall. But does it matter? I'm happier right now. I will be even more so after the divorce!
How Did We Ever Go This Far?