He didn’t have to stay and watch them, Em. He wanted to be with you…the f**kwit.

Emma couldn’t help grinning at the screen. It doesn’t matter if he wanted to be with me. I’m still not sure I need to be with him. Regret filled her the moment she finished typing. She wasn’t sure that statement was entirely true.

Hmm, does your change of heart have anything to do with Dr. McDreamy Bollywood?

Nibbling her bottom lip, Emma hesitated before typing, Maybe…maybe not.

When’s the hot date?

It’s not a date. He’s just coming over to check my vital signs.

He’s bringing dinner, Em. It’s a date.

Whatever.

Emma could imagine Casey rolling her eyes and huffing with frustration as she typed. Look, just don’t count Dr. McDreamy Bollywood out just because Aidan’s grown a vag and become all caring and considerate.

Aidan has not grown a vagina!

It wouldn’t hurt him if he did. Maybe he’d think with his dick a little less!

Case….

Fine, fine, I’ll quit running down the douchenozzle.

Thank you

Actually, I think you need to test out my theory about Aidan’s considerate vag.

What?!!

You need to send him to get you something to eat. Aren’t you craving something?

Emma pursed her lips in thought. She craved both bacon and ice cream constantly, even at breakfast she could eat the two together. I could go for a double Baconator from Wendy’s and a Frosty.

Ha! Good one. They’re open til two. Send him out. ASAP

Case, he’s dead to the world.

Oh for f**k’s sake! Wake him up and let him show off his shiny new vag!

Emma huffed out a frustrated breath. Fine. Ttyl

Night! Don’t think I won’t check back in to see if you really did it.

You’re evil

But you love me!

Yes, I do.

Love you too.

After she tossed her phone back onto the nightstand, she glanced over at Aidan. He was in his favorite non-sexual position—on his stomach with his arms wrapped tight around the pillow cushioning his head. With his face turned towards her, he looked so peaceful. She felt terrible waking him up—even if she really was hungry and not just trying to prove something to Casey.

With a sigh, she poked his back. “Aidan?” He stirred a little. “Wake up.”

“Em?” he questioned drowsily.

“Yeah, um, I hate to bother you, but I kinda have a craving.”

With his eyes still shut, he yawned. “Want me to get you something from the kitchen?”

She nibbled her bottom lip. “Actually, I wanted something from Wendy’s.”

His eyelids flew open. “Seriously?”

She nodded.

“What time is it?”

“One.”

“You want me to go out and get you something to eat now?” he asked incredulously.

“Please?”

He stared at her for a moment, unblinking and unmoving. She could only imagine the thoughts racing through his mind. Just when she thought he might tell her to go back to sleep, he rose up into a sitting position and rubbed his eyes. “What do you want?”

“A double Baconator, fries, and a chocolate frosty.”

“Christ, at this time of night?”

“I could eat bacon and ice cream all day.”

“Remind me to buy some at the store tomorrow,” he said as he got out of bed.

“So you’re really going?”

He waved his pants at her. “Of course I am.”

“Guess you have grown a vag,” she murmured.

Pausing with one leg in his pants, Aidan said, “Excuse me?”

“Oh, nothing.”

Once he zipped up his fly, he leaned over the bed towards her. From the light trickling in from the bathroom, she could see the amusement on his face. “I could have sworn you just said I had grown a vag.”

“No, I said that you really had grown a lot. You know emotionally,” she lied.

“Uh-huh.”

Before he could pull away, she leaned up and kissed his cheek. “Be careful and thank you.”

He grinned. “I will.” When he got to the bedroom door, he turned back. “Just make sure Casey knows that I wear my alleged vagina with pride, not because she took my manhood with that purse of hers, but because I want to be a better man for you.”

Emma widened her eyes. “How did you—”

He chuckled. “When I started gathering all the personal stuff to bring here, Casey accused me of growing a vagina. I figured there was no one else you would be texting at one in the morning besides her.”

Shaking her head, Emma said, “Whatever. Just go get my food please.”

“Me and my vagina will be back in twenty minutes. Tops.”

And with a wink, he was gone.

CHAPTER NINE

Emma woke the next morning to the shrill ringing of her cell phone in her ear. Squinting at the clock with one eye, she groaned. It was barely seven in the morning, and she knew only one person would be calling her that early.

Fumbling for her phone, she grabbed it and pressed the button. “Good morning, Grammy,” she murmured drowsily.

“Hey sweetheart. How are you feeling?”

“Sleepy.”

Grammy laughed. “I’m sorry to wake you, but you know that Granddaddy and I think sleeping past five is too late.”

“That’s a travesty when you guys could sleep in.”

“Listen honey, I wondered if Aidan could come up here today? I took some things out of the freezer that I thought you would like, and I’m about to start fixin’ some casseroles for him to heat back up later on.”

“Grammy, you should be taking care of yourself and Granddaddy, not me!” Emma protested.

“Oh, what’s a few casseroles? Most of it I’d already cooked and put away. Besides, I can’t rest if I think you and the baby aren’t getting good, healthy food.”

“Aidan’s actually a really good cook, Grammy.”

She harrumphed into the phone. “Not like me.”

Emma laughed. “That’s true.”

“So you think he’ll be up here after while?”

Glancing over her shoulder, Emma was surprised to find Aidan still in the bed beside her. “I’ll ask him when he wakes up.”

He popped one eye open. “I’m awake,” he muttered.

“Does that mean you’re going up to Grammy’s to get us some food?”

“She’s cooking?”

Emma nodded.

He grinned. “Hell yes. I’ll get my clothes on right now.”