Chapter 4
Wendy's POV
"Too bad Stan couldn't be here for this." Nichole tells me. We're currently at my 18 week check up. Today is the day I'm going to find out the gender. I didn't want to come alone and I couldn't ask Kyle, so I brought Nichole along with me. We're chatting while we wait for the doctor to come in.
"He's been really busy with work." I lie.
She raises her eyebrow. "Doesn't he work on his dad's farm?"
I nod. "Yeah, but his dad puts a lot of pressure on him since he tends to use a lot of his product." This is so hard lying to my best friend like this.
"I'm sure he could've made an exception. I mean it's his first child! He's making him miss the appointments!"
"I honestly don't mind Nichole. We need the extra money."
"If you say so." Before I can say anything else, Dr. Charles comes in. She does her regular check up and then prepares me for the ultrasound. I notice her studying the monitor before she turns to me and smiles.
"Mrs. Marsh, you're going to have a little girl!" She announces.
"Congratulations Wendy!" Nichole squeals.
I smile. "Thank you! I can't believe I'm going to have a daughter!"
"Your little girl is growing properly and you're measuring at 18 weeks as you should be." Dr. Charles informs me. I look over at Nichole who I notice is giving me the side eye.
"Thank you doctor!"
"I'll print out a copy of the sonogram for you. You can pick up the envelope at the front desk on your way out."
"I appreciate it!" Once the doctor leaves, I grab my phone to call Kyle as I'm changing. "He's going to be so happy to hear this!"
"Hey sexy!" Kyle greets me.
"Kyle, it's a girl!"
"Really?" I can hear the excitement in his voice.
"Yes, we're having a beautiful healthy girl!"
"You and Stan are, remember?" He reminds me.
"I know. I just thought I would keep you in the loop."
"Just be careful, you don't want Stan to get suspicious. It's bad enough he asked me to be the godfather." Unfortunately, that awkward conversation happened and Kyle reluctantly agreed to it.
"He doesn't suspect a thing. Plus he's not with me."
"Good. When are you coming to see me?"
"I'm going to talk to Stan first and then I'll come over."
"I look forward to seeing you!" I hang up and then I look over at Nichole. I almost forgot that she's here.
"What?" I ask her.
"Wendy…what's going on?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why would you share the news with Kyle before telling your husband?"
I shrug. "I just wanted him to know. He's happy for us."
"Why are you going to see him later?"
"What's with the questions?"
"Things aren't adding up. Plus I noticed the doctor said you're only 18 weeks. I thought you were 22 weeks?"
"Umm, well…" I let out a sigh. I need to tell the truth to someone. "Can I be honest with you Nichole?"
She nods. "I would prefer that?"
"Kyle and I have been sleeping together for the past five months. The baby is his, not Stan's."
She puts her hand over her face and shakes her head. "Oh Wendy! Why?"
"Stan couldn't get me pregnant because he has a low sperm count due from all the smoking."
"So you're planning to pass the baby off as his?" I nod. "How does Kyle feel about this?"
"It was his idea. He doesn't want kids and Stan does. It will work out for everyone this way."
"So what if your daughter comes out with red hair and green eyes? You and Stan have dark hair and blue eyes."
"My dad is a red head with green eyes. I'll tell him it skipped a generation."
She shakes her head. "This is so wrong. It's not fair to lead Stan on like this. Plus, doesn't your daughter deserve to know who her father is?"
"Kyle will still be very much a part of her life. He's going to be her godfather."
Nichole's jaw drops. "This is sick!"
"Please don't judge us."
"I'm assuming you're still sleeping with Kyle?" I nod. "Why don't you just leave Stan then?"
"I don't want to hurt him. Plus Kyle is content with being single."
"So are you sleeping with both of them?"
I shake my head. "God no! That would be gross! Stan gets so high, I can make him think that we did. He won't remember anyway."
"This is so mean and cruel! Stan doesn't deserve this!"
"This is also why I don't have him come to appointments. I don't want him to know how far along I really am just in case he may actually remember that we hadn't had sex during the time of conception."
"Poor Stan…"
I frown. "Poor Stan? What about me? I'm the one who's been stuck with bad sex and him shooting blanks! Kyle gives me what Stan in lacking! He's an excellent lover! He's opened me up to a new world when it comes to sex! Stan is too lazy to even try!"
"I cant believe what I'm hearing."
"Kyle is more than a great lover! He has such an amazing body! You can tell he's been hitting the gym! Perfect white teeth, those beautiful green eyes, sexy smile! Plus we can talk about anything. He's also a real man that gave me a baby! He really is amazing." I smile just thinking about Kyle.
"It almost sounds like you're falling for him."
I shake my head. "Noooo! He's amazing, but I'm not falling for him. It's just sex, that's it!"
"If you say so. I really do think you owe it to Stan and your unborn daughter to tell the truth."
"He can never know the truth! Promise me you won't say anything!"
"Wendy…"
"Come on Nichole! You're my best friend and my daughter's godmother! Please!"
She sighs. "Fine, but I don't like this."
"Thanks Nichole!" I hug her.
"But you do realize that secrets always have a way of coming out, right?"
"This one won't until Kyle and I decide it will…and that's not going to happen!"
When I arrive home, I find Stan in the basement getting high and looking at his phone. I clear my throat to let him know I'm in the room. "Hey babe!"
"It's a girl!" I tell him.
He looks disappointed. "You found out?"
I nod. "The appointment was today…"
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I put it in your phone…"
"You did?"
I take his phone and quickly add it to his calendar and then show it to him. "See? It's right there!"
He slaps his forehead. "Oh no, not again! Wendy, I'm so sorry. I didn't get a notification or anything."
"It's fine, it's not the first time." I say nonchalantly. I'm trying to pretend to be angry, but obviously I'm really not.
"I know. I don't know what's wrong with me. I keep missing the appointments." He lowers his head. I almost feel bad because I can tell he feels guilty.
"If you would stop getting high at work, you might remember something."
"You're right, I'm sorry." He looks up and smiles. "But we're having a little girl, I'm so happy!"
"Yeah…"
"You're still pissed that I missed the appointment, aren't you?" He tries to take my hand, but I pull away.
I nod. "A little. You really need to get your shit together! I don't want you high around the baby."
"I'll tone it down, I promise! I promise I won't miss another appointment!"
"Don't make promises you can't keep." I head upstairs.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to the office. I'm still working overtime so I can get that promotion."
"Maybe you should take it easy. You're pregnant and shouldn't work so hard."
"It's not like I have to be on my feet. I'm sitting down for the most part." I give him a kiss. "I'll see you later!" Now it's time for me to celebrate the good news with the one who matters.
Kyle's POV
Wendy and I just finished having sex, when my phone rings. I look and see that it's Stan. I guess I better answer before he blows up my phone. I signal for Wendy to stay quiet. "Hey dude."
"Are you free to talk?" He asks. I can tell he's upset.
"Well…" Wendy starts kissing me on the neck. Fuck! "I'm kind of in the middle of something."
"Please Kyle, I just need five minutes of your time!" He begs.
"Sure, what's up?"
"Dude, I fucked up again!"
I already know where this is going, but I'll play along. "How?"
"I missed the appointment! This was the appointment to find out the gender! It's a girl! It's a girl and I missed the reveal!" He whines.
"How the hell did you miss that?"
"I don't know! It was in the calendar on my phone, but I didn't get a notification!"
"Oh wow."
"Wendy is pissed because I keep missing the appointments. I don't mean to! It's an accident, I swear! Maybe she's right…"
"Right about what?"
"I need to stop getting high! I've never been this forgetful."
I laugh. "Dude, yes you have! You're a different person when you're high."
"Oh no! No wonder Wendy is so mad. How can I make it up to her?"
"First, can you relax and breath!"
"Okay…" He takes a deep breath.
"You're not going to change overnight, but you still have a few months before my goddaughter arrives. Try to wean yourself off the weed. Hell, quit the damn farm and get a real job so you have less temptation!"
"It's a family business. My dad wants me to takeover when he's gone."
"Is that more important to you than your family?"
"No…"
"Good, then there's no reason to stay. As far as Wendy, what's done is done. You missed the appointments. It's a big deal, but you can't change what happened. What you can do is do something nice for her. Buy her flowers and take her dinner. Hell, she may want a massage at this point. Spoil her! For crying out loud, don't miss another fucking appointment!"
"I promise I won't. I'll do what everything you suggested. I hate it when she's mad at me. She always works overtime when she's mad instead of talking about her feelings." That's what he thinks!
"Good, now I hate to end this, but as I said in the beginning, I'm in the middle of something. Your five minutes has turned into fifteen. We'll chat later." I tell him as Wendy is now kissing me all over.
"Thanks dude. Sorry to interrupt you." I hang up. Wendy pushes me down on the bed and gets on top of me.
"Finally, I thought that call would never end!"
"Me too. We have to figure out another way to keep Stan from the appointments. Eventually he's going to figure out he's not forgetting about them."
"I know! We'll figure that out later. Like you told Stan, we're in the middle of something!" I know what we're doing is wrong and I'll admit, I'm starting to feel sorry for him, but this is the right thing to do for all of us…right?
