Come Closer

James left for practice early this morning. Khloe and I were in the kitchen drinking coffee and reading destination wedding brochures.

“I’m happy Tanya decided to come to the wedding.” Khloe said turning the page on one of the magazines.

“Yeah, me too. Just wouldn’t feel right with her not there.” Just as I was taking a drink Giselle texted me.

Giselle – What are you up to today? Wanna do lunch?

“Giselle wants to go for lunch today, you down?” I asked Khloe.

“For sure, haven’t seen her in a while.”

Meghan – Yeah, absolutely. Khloe is here to so she will come.

Giselle – perfect, see you later.

James walked in the door just as I was putting my phone down.

“Good morning beautiful women.” James said coming over and kissed me.

“James, you’re so precious.” Khloe said putting her cup in the sink.

“Thanks Khloe, I do my best.”

“I got an hour before wheels up, thought I would come see you and I need to pack anyway.” James said as he walked upstairs.

It was around 11 when James left for the flight and Khloe and I were alone in the house again.

“Help me take down the tree.” I told her.

“I thought that’s what James is for?” she said walking toward me.

“I don’t want to rely on him for everything.” I said. “The box is down in the basement right by the stairs.

“Are you sure you want me to go down there?”

“You’re still afraid of basements?” Khloe has been afraid of bogymen in the basement since she was young.

“If you saw the bogyman and all his friends you would be scared to.” She said looking scared and nervous.

“Fine, I’ll do it.” I said going down the stairs.

I decided I would scare the shit out of Khloe.

I went downstairs and turned off all the lights and screamed her name and she came running down the stairs.

“Khloe, there is something down here, maybe James is right…he has heard bumps often down here.” I said.

“Jesus, are you joking…Meg I don’t like the feeling of this.” She was looking at me all scared.

“Just go upstairs and get the flashlight in the drawer light across from the sink.”

She ran up the stairs so damn fast.

“Ok, got it…” she stopped mid-sentence. “Meghan…where did you go?” She walked all around the basement and I was hiding behind one of the boxes that I didn’t unpack.

“Meghan…this is not funny.”

I found a volleyball inside the box and rolled it over to her, trying my hardest not to laugh.

“WHAT THE FUCK.” She pretty much screamed.

I sneaked up behind her and spooked her making her scream.

“MEGHAN YOU ARE SUCH A BITCH!” she yelled at me.

“That was really funny.” I said almost on the floor laughing.

“Karma is a bitch Meghan, karma is a bitch.”

It was around 1 when Khloe and I put the tree away and got ready for lunch with Giselle.
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“Hey Khloe, you look great!” Giselle got up from sitting at the table hugging her.

“You as well!”

We all took a seat at the table and ordered drinks.

“So…” I said the Giselle. “Did you tell him?” I asked her with a smile on her face.

“When you left the house Christmas Eve I took like 3 more pregnancy tests just to be sure…and they all came back positive!” she was grinning. “So I told Brandon and he couldn’t be happier, this is such a great gift with everything that has gone on lately, so happy!”

“I’m so happy for you guys, you defiantly deserve it!” I said.

“I feel bad for you though.”

“Why?” I asked.

“I get pregnant on accident and you have to do fertility shots every day and hope that you get pregnant. It’s not fair to you so I’m not going to rub it in your face that I’m pregnant.”

“I’ll admit I am a little jealous. I want a baby so bad and I’m just scared that this might not work.”

“So how does that process all work?” Khloe asked as our food came.

“Well…they will pretty much vacuum the eggs out and inject them with James’ sperm.”

“That’s disgusting.” Khloe replied. “How does that work?”

“Well, James has to come to the clinic too.” I said starting to smile. “They have these rooms where the guys have to ejaculate into a cup and give it to the nurse or whoever and they collect it and inject it into the egg and you wait a few days and if it turns into an embryo then it goes back up and hope you become pregnant.”

“I can’t picture James jerking off in an office.” Giselle said.

“On one of the pamphlets I got it says B.Y.O.P.”

“What the hell does that mean?” Khloe asked.

“Bring your own porn.”

All three of us burst out laughing.

“Hopefully your photos will be done by then.” Giselle said as we told Khloe about the boudoir photos I took before Christmas.

“Perfect gift.”
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Speaking of the boudoir photos, I got home and it was sitting on my front porch in a box.

“Meghan lets open it!” Khloe said grabbing it and walking inside.

We got into the house and ran to the kitchen table to open it.

“Holy…fucks…” Khloe said opening the book.

“You are one smokin hot bitch.” Khloe said looking at the first page.

I’ll admit I looked pretty damn good. Those are some sexy pictures.

“Well now I have to hide it somewhere.” I said looking around.

“Like where?”

“I don’t know, in one of the spare rooms maybe.”

“Put it between 2 blankets he won’t find it there.” Khloe said as we went upstairs.

Khloe and I went into the other spare bedroom on the top floor and put it between 2 blankets in the closet.

“There, done like dinner.” She said as we were walking down the stairs.

“So you do know that Paul lives down the street.” I said turning on the TV.

“Yes, I know.” Se he said getting a little sassy.

“Woah, what happened to you two?”

“Nothing, we haven’t talked in a while so I just thought the little fling we had was over.” She sat back on the couch. “I’m kinda like you now, I want to settle down and get married…seeing you and James makes me want to have what you have, I don’t want to be sleeping with everything and anything anymore, I’m ready to settle down.”

“It will come Khlo, it will come.” I said. “Ok…you need to stab me now.”

“Oh Jesus.”

I went upstairs and got all the necessary tools to do this.

“You remember what James said?” I said walking down the stairs.

“Sorta…”

“I’ll put the needle on and all you need to do is stab me with it right here.” I pointed to the skin right where it needs to go in. I handed her the needle and she was hesitant.

She started laughing.

“Khloe, just do it!”

She stabbed me in the right place and it still hurt like a bitch.

“There, now throw everything in the garbage over there.”

So she did and we had a good laugh about it.

“I’m glad it’s you” Khloe said. “Not me.”

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