It sucks being the youngest sibling – you get all the hand me down crap that your siblings have outgrown or didn't like. You never get to do anything first – and your parents have already gotten wise to all the tricks your siblings pulled so you never get to have any fun.
It fucks a duck to be the baby sister to Jordan – all your boyfriends are hand-me-downs, and everyone thinks you're a slut because your sister was. It's not even shocking by that point, what crazy things you get yourself into, because everyone just looks to one another and says, "Jordan's her sister," and they get these look of dawning comprehension –
What? I can use big words when I want to.
Finding him – in the hospital no less that seemed at times to be Jordan's personal brothel – is something rare.
Of course, she didn't know that when she met him.
Perry had been yammering on about all the things she couldn't do with her niece and nephew (seriously, they're not Faberge eggs) when she sees him hanging out at the counter, so obviously checking her out. Pervert – she smiles and winks at him. He's not so bad looking actually –
A sharp whistle nearly pierces her eardrum – she has to hold up a hand to her ear to check. Perry's glaring at her and looking all pissed, probably because she wasn't paying attention because he was boring, and he's all sensitive and shit –
"Hey, you," She calls out to the pervert, who looks around before pointing to himself, "Yeah, you. You're wearin' green so you're a surgeon, right?"
He nods.
"Think there's an operation to get the stick out of his ass?"
Perry splutters at her, face going bright red before storming off down the hall, vowing to never leave her alone with the kids ever – which will last until Jordan tells him otherwise.
"Burn five," The surgeon asks, holding up his hand.
Why the hell not, she hits it – his hand, although looking at his biceps she wouldn't mind hitting that either.
"I'm Danni Sullivan,"
"I'm Todd Qui-- " he pauses, eyes glazing over slightly. "Everyone calls me 'The Todd'."
They do it in one of the supply closets, and she'd have to rate him a 7 out of 10 overall, bumping it to an 8 if she takes into account the difficulty of actually doing it in cramped little closet standing up. He's good enough she gives him her phone number with the implicit instructions to call if he ever needs a booty call.
She doesn't think much more of it – of them – until Jordan catches him sneaking out of the apartment where Danni is supposed to be watching the kids.
"What the hell, Danni? Even I wouldn't hit that."
Finding out that Todd was a virgin to the Sullivan family makes him almost irresistible to her. He's hers and hers alone it seems – and really she should be thinking of settling down (at least that's what their mother, the busybody, says), and he's pretty funny, and nice if a bit stupid, and she's getting a little too old to play bar skank games –
Except for her last one, this game involves some safety pins and a pack of condoms, and wins her the big prize of getting her in the family way. Todd races out to get the ring as soon as she tells him how big her breasts are going to get.
So maybe it's not the most romantic of stories, or the best reason to have a kid. They like each other, they have awesome sex, and they're not nearly as fucked up as some people who have kids, which means that it can't be wrong either.
She can't wait to see Perry's face when she announces their engagement tonight at dinner.
