Page 56 of Ex's Accidental Baby

She shrugs. “Fine with me. I love being in the water.”

I don’t get in the water, though. I sit on a lounge chair while Dina jumps in, swimming laps. After a bit, she treads water and then hangs on to the end of the pool, looking up at me.

“Dina?”

She gets out of the pool, grabbing a towel to wrap around her. “I just thought we were friends.”

She huffs out a breath and sits next to me on the other lounge chair.

“Listen, Dina... it’s complicated.”

“How complicated can it be?”

I sigh heavily. “Logan is Grayson’s best friend. What do you think he’d do if he found out?”

“I don’t know, but don’t you think he’d want you to be happy?”

“You don’t know him. Besides, no one knows we were together. Before or now.”

“But now things are even different. The baby deserves to know their father. And Logan deserves to know the truth too.”

I groan.

My stomach growls.

“I know we just ate, but baby wants a sub sandwich.”

She chuckles. “What baby wants, baby gets.”

She orders us a couple of sandwiches and chips on her phone.

By the time it arrives, we’ve dried off and showered and gotten into our pajamas.

We both look ridiculous, me in my rubber duckie pajamas and weathered Winnie the Pooh slippers, and one of those leopard skin muumuus for her, but it feels like a sleepover.

We eat and Dina digs out some chocolate almond ice cream from the fridge, and we pass it around with a spoon stuck in the middle.

She looks at me. “I can’t lie; I want you to tell me everything.”

I chuckle. “I guess I kind of want to tellsomeone, but it’s hard. You won’t say anything to anyone at the office?”

“My lips are sealed. Toeveryone. It’s your decision what to do about the baby.”

“I should have hooked up with you instead.”

Dina laughs. “If only we weren’t both straight.”

“Tragic, really.” I sigh heavily.

“So, are you going to spill?”

I tilt my head back, looking at the high ceilings and chandelier above me. It’s so familiar, just as familiar as the smell of my mother’s perfume.

“Life was hard for Logan,” I start, and I spill it all. Every bit of it.

How we snuck around in high school, how he left me, how it all started again.

Dina listens, rapt, her brown eyes on me.

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