Page 45 of Dream Cum True
“Wassup, Pops?” I greeted him before pulling him into a hug. “This is Karla. Baby, this is my father, Emmet Sr.”
“Good to meet you, young lady.”
“It’s nice to meet you both. Thank you for welcoming me into your home.” Karla responded, still looking a bit like a deer in headlights.
“You two go wash up, and meet us in the kitchen,” my mother said.
My parents disappeared, leaving us in the vestibule. Karla released a breath and let her forehead fall onto my chest.
“Did you tell her?” she asked.
“I haven’t said a word.”
“She barely looked at me and knew right away. I’m only twelve weeks and not even showing.” She lifted her head. “Is my face fat already? Is my nose big? How could she?—”
“Baby, chill. It’s her motherly intuition. Come on.”
I took her hand and led her to the powder room. After she used the bathroom, she waited for me in the hall while I did the same. I wasn’t surprised when we entered the kitchen and found a feast fit for at least ten people.
“Ma, thank you for this spread, but why so much?”
“I didn’t know what Karla liked, so I made a few things.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Grace. I appreciate your efforts.”
“You’re welcome. Let’s sit. Baby, can you bless the food?”
We took our seats at the round table for six. Karla and I were seated next to each other while my parents sat across from us. We joined hands, and my father blessed our meal. We filled our plates with scrambled eggs, bacon, what I knew were pancakes made from scratch, and assorted fruit.
“Now that that’s out of the way. Are we having a wedding or a baby first?” Ma asked.
“Gracie.”
“It’s cool, Pops. We might as well share the news.” I looked at Karla, and she nodded. “We are having a baby. She’s twelve weeks along, but we found out last week.”
“Yes! Congratulations!” She reached across the table for Karla’s hand and squeezed it reassuringly. “I knew my instincts were right. I’ve been dreaming about fish for two months. I thought it was Aliana, but she denies being pregnant. I guess I can stop harassing her now.”
My father and I laughed because we knew it was true. My mother had no chill, and I was sure she’d been on Aliana’s ass about the fish dreams she’d been having.
“Congratulations to you both, and Karla, my wife is always like this, but she means no harm.”
“Honestly, I’m enjoying the attention. Mrs. Gracie, do your instincts tell you I’m having a boy as well?”
“They sure do. Elias told us you have two beautiful girls. I wish we could’ve met them today.”
“Yes. My girls are seven and five, but they’re with my ex-husband this week. We’ll plan to come when I have them next time.”
“Oh, please do. Emmet and Aliana’s girls are eight and six, and I know they’ll hit it off. They’ll be back from their family vacation on Saturday. I hope you two will come for brunch before you leave on Sunday.”
“We’ll be here, Ma.”
“So, Son. Have you gotten settled?” my father asked, and I was almost embarrassed to answer him.
“Honestly, I’m not. Everything with work is excellent. I love working for the company.”
“But?”
“I’ve made no efforts to move from the hotel.”
