Page 70 of Surprise Mother Pucker

“This is Luka. He’s completely conked out,” Sunny said. Her son was passed out in his stroller, his head at a funny angle. I smiled to myself. I knew far too well how babies would get into uncomfortable sleeping positions, and no matter how many times you tried to right them, they would go right back to sleeping with their head at an awkward angle or their bum in the air.

“He’s precious,” I said as I slid into a seat.

“He is, but he’s an adorable menace.” Sunny smiled as she took the seat opposite me.

“How old is he?”

“Almost one and a half. They grow so fast! It feels like he was a newborn just yesterday.”

“I catch myself looking at Charlotte, and I’m always amazed at how much she's grown,” I admitted. Luka was a lot bigger than Charlotte, though, and I got the impression it wasn’t just because of age. He was probably a little alpha in the making.

“So, Storm has told me everything about what a gigantic ass he’s been. Honestly, I’m surprised you haven’t punched him yet.” She frowned in the general direction of her brother.

“The jury is still out on bodily harm,” I said, taking Charlotte out of her stroller and placing her on my lap. She was far too awake to stay put.

“Here’s your coffee and cake,” Storm said as he placed the delicious goodies in front of me. Naturally, upon the sight of delicious, sweet food, Charlotte was grabbing for it.

Before I could stop her, Storm had scooped her out of my arms and was sitting down next to me with the baby in his lap.“Now, while I appreciate the desire to have cake, because cake is amazing, that is for your mama and not for you, young lady,” he told her in a mock-stern voice. Charlotte looked up at him with her big blue eyes, and I could have sworn she was pouting.

“I can hold her,” I said quietly.

Sunny butted in. “Of course, you can. You are her mama, and you will no doubt be the best at wrangling her. But you have coffee and cake to consume, and it's that much harder to do so with a baby on your lap. I should know.” She cocked her head as she smiled warmly at me.

I reached forward and picked up the iced coffee, taking a sip with the straw, closing my eyes for a brief moment as the sweet, bitter caffeine hit my taste buds.

“You sure you should even be having coffee?” Storm asked after a few seconds. Sunny turned to him, her face screamingoh, that’s brave of you.

“Coffee in moderation is fine,” Sunny insisted. “She probably needs it, considering she had a baby with a big dumb dumb.”

Storm had the good sense to look bashful. “Sorry, I just read some things about people cutting back on things like sushi and coffee while pregnant.”

“One or two cups are okay, and I don’t drink it often. With the current chaos in my life, I need it to be able to function,” I informed him, taking a pointedly big sip. My coffees were more cream and sugar than actual coffee, but I didn’t need to defend myself.

Still, there was a small part of me that was pleased he was reading about pregnancy.

“How far along are you now?” Sunny asked.

“Around eleven weeks. We go for a scan soon.”

“Ah, I loved those scans. The gestational diabetes test can fuck off, though.” She grimaced playfully as she spoke.

“I didn’t get one of those with Char! Gosh, I’ve got so many questions.”

“Ask away! That’s what I’m here for… Well, that and maybe some baby cuddles, once my brother stops hogging the cutie.”

“Is it weird that I kind of want to be Sunny when I grow up?” I laughed as Storm pushed the stroller through campus as I sipped on another iced coffee.

Storm laughed. “Not at all. She seems so confident and put together. I don’t know how she does it.”

I nodded, even though she seemed put together and amazing, I could tell that she was stressed. Any single mother would be. We had spent the better part of an hour exchanging stories and tips about looking after our children.

Eventually, when Sunny had reluctantly looked at her phone and realized it was time for her to go, I had to resist the urge to pout. It was my first time hanging out with someone who could understand me in such a way, and I kind of regretted not getting there sooner.

“I'm just glad I've got her number.”

“You think that's a good thing now, but wait until she's texting you at four in the morning when Luka won't sleep.”

I shrugged. “If I'm answering, it's because I'm awake and Charlotte isn't sleeping, so I think I'll survive.”

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