The next week, a letter arrived addressed to 'Miss Kirsty Sutherland' in the mail. Kirsty was excited. She never received mail at Kane's place and doubted anyone still wrote to her at the caravan park. People tended to just shout at her nowadays instead of writing their feelings down. She tore open the letter. It was from the clinic. She was due to have a scan in three weeks time.
"What's that babe?" said a half-asleep Kane. "A letter?"
"Well duh!" said Kirsty. "It says, 'since you have reached 14 weeks, blah blah blah, we invite you to have a pre-natal scan on the 9th February.' We'll get to see our baby for the first time! I can't wait!" Kirsty jumped into Kane's surprised arms.
"Me neither, " said Kane showing genuine enthusiasm. He couldn't put it into words how much this baby would mean to him.
"And you know what else?"
"Surprise me."
"Well, now I've reached fourteen weeks, guess what I could do?"
"What?"
"I could do this." Kirsty kissed Kane on the lips.
Kane laughed. "And what else could you do?"
"I could also do this, " Kirsty planted a series of light kisses on Kane's neck, driving him wild.
"Could I do this?" Kane unbuttoned the first button on Kirsty's pyjamas. Kirsty giggled. "We'd better go upstairs."
"Nice to see you are learning from your actions, " said Rose's voice from the stairs. Kirsty broke away from Kane immediately, still feeling on edge with Rose around.
"Morning Rose, we were just…" began Kirsty.
"I think 'Get a room' is what you young ones say." Rose went back into the kitchen.
"It wouldn't have worked anyway, " said Kane. "I've got fifteen minutes to get to work."
"Great. Another day spent alone in the house, while Rose goes out buying more old stuff, " said Kirsty under her breath, as Kane went upstairs. Just when their relationship could properly get back on track, Rose had to appear. This was a custard moment.
***
Later that day, Kirsty decided that she needed to get rid of Rose. She approached her while sitting in the small back yard.
"So, are you doing anything tonight?"
Rose scowled. "No."
"It's Friday night. You should get out."
"Is that so you can carry on with my nephew?"
"No! I mean, I think it'd be nice if you went out. There's one of those old Audrey Hepburn films on at the cinema. You might like it."
Rose was a sucker for Audrey Hepburn. She wanted to be like her ever since she was a little girl, pampered and loved by all. Her films were pure escapism.
"Fine, I'll go, but only because you twisted my arm. Don't think I'm going soft."
"I won't." Kirsty smiled. Finally they could have a proper romantic night in. They were giving out free sherry with the film so Rose would be out for hours. Kirsty set about creating the perfect romantic setting. She put scented candles everywhere, and nicked some of Rose's flower petals to scatter up the stairs. Kane would get the shock of his life when he got home. Kirsty slipped on a nightgown, a frilly one her aunt had once bought her. Pyjamas were not her idea of sexy. The key turned in the lock. Kane was exhausted after a hard days work, and slightly confused by all the candles greeting him in the hallway.
"Rose? You been lighting those candles again?" No answer. Kane noticed a trail of rose petals leading upstairs. This was just like in the movies his aunt liked to watch. He followed them, and at the end of the trail, saw Kirsty lying on the bed.
"Hey."
"Is that all you can say?" Kirsty pouted. Kane laughed. "What's so funny? I finally got your aunt out of the house and all you can do is laugh?"
"I'm sorry, it's just, I'm used to seeing you in your pyjamas with your hair all messed up. This is a bit new to me. You look gorgeous whatever you look like."
"Kane?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up and kiss me."
Kane obliged and things were beginning to get steamy. There was no worries or no fears, just pure desire. Kirsty was just about to unbutton Kane's trousers when her mobile phone rang.
"Aren't you going to get that?" said Kane, stopping.
"No, " said Kirsty, still kissing him.
"But it's putting me off."
Kirsty reached for the phone. It was Max.
"Kane stop, stop it's Max. We can't do this with him on the phone. It's probably important."
Kane reluctantly let go, and rolled over to the other side of the bed, somewhat disconcerted.
"Hello Max?" answered Kirsty, breathlessly.
"Kirsty? Meet me in the diner in an hour, it's important and I'm really worried."
"Slow down. Can't you tell me on the phone?"
"No, it's too serious."
Kirsty sighed. She'd come so close to spending quality time with Kane, yet again. "Fine, I'll be there." She switched off the phone. "Kane I have to go, it's important. Something to do with the family."
"Shall I drive you?"
"No, I think I should go alone."
Kirsty got dressed, half nervous and half disappointed that her fantasy was coming to an end very, very quickly.