Let’s Go With, Lexy

Natalie looked down and away as tears streamed from her cheek to her jacket, resting on her tight blue jeans.
“I’m sorry I lost the–“
“I’m not worried about–“
“That’s what I thought. You didn’t even want the baby.” Natalie held her head in her hands, letting out the tears that trickled through her voice.
“I wanted the baby more than anything,” I said louder than I wanted to. “I picked out a name for her, and–“
“Her?” Natalie raised her head, locking her glassy eyes with mine. A grin tugged at the corner of her mouth. “Thought it’d be a girl?”
“Lexy. I’d thought about naming her Lexy, or the name around to see what you thought.”
“And father-daughter dances?”
“Would you take her to father-daughter dances, too?” Natalie raised a brow.
I choked back a lump in my throat. “Of course. Bet she’d be as beautiful as you.”
“Really wanted a daughter, didn’t you?” Natalie brushed her tears with her finger.
“Move over, spacehog,” I said, lowering my body beside her.
“Sit next to me while you still can,” Natalie said.
“Oh, stop it. You’re not fat.” I nudged her shoulder.
“Will be.”
“We’ll exercise.”
“Won’t help.”
“Because I’m…God. I don’t know why this is so hard for me to say.” Natalie blinked back tears, making them fall faster.
I reached my arm around her, gripping the warmth of her body. “You’re scaring me, Natalie.”
“I’m…I’m pregnant.” Natalie extended her hand to grip my chin, staring into my eyes. “Not too soon, is it?”
“Are you kidding?” I said, waving my arms. “This is amazing!”
“Lexy, huh?” Natalie said, resting her head on my shoulder.
“Lexy, it is.”

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