My family was a little strange, but we were close. Since my sisters and I all still lived in town, we would go home for dinner a few times a month. The family party had expanded when Dani had started dating Jacob, and then Mari had married Liam. I’d been the one who’d never brought a boy home.Now two weeks into the quarter,I didn’t have a boy to bring home: I had a fetus to bring along with me. And because of that, I’d gotten out of the last two family dinners with excuses that I was too busy studying.My mom had texted me two days ago, asking me if I’d come to dinner on Sunday. We haven’t seen you in forever! she lamented, including a long line of sad emoji faces. And I know you need to use the washer and dryer at some point.Okay, she had me there. Although our apartment building had laundry, you had to use coins and it was a huge pain in the ass. My laundry was piling up, and I’d started wearing my underwear inside out to avoid going home to wash them.So much
Kate looked me up and down, a comical expression on her face. “Are you seriously in disguise?”“I’m making it harder for people to recognize me, yes.”“You really should’ve bought a fake beard. Maybe a fedora, too. Then again, no one would believe you managed to knock up a woman wearing either of those.”I scowled down at her. She giggled, which charmed me despite the insane circumstances we found ourselves in. Today was Kate’s eighteen-week ultrasound, and the first one I’d been able to attend. I’d tried to attend earlier ones, but finding someone to substitute for my classes without someone getting suspicious would’ve been impossible.“Come on, James Bond. We’re gonna be late,” said Kate.When we sat down in the waiting room, I sat three seats down from Kate so if someone who knew us happened to stroll by, they wouldn’t see anything untoward.Just a male professor waiting to see an OB-GYN. What would be strange about that? I thought wryly.The weekend prior, Kate had mov
As the quarter continued on, I found myself becoming immersed in schoolwork. It was a welcome distraction, what with the whole “living down the hallway from my baby daddy” thing. Every day when I came home from class, I passed by Lochlann’s apartment. More than once, I’d stood outside his door, my fist lifted to knock, only for me to chicken out and scamper home.Lochlann had been distant lately. He’d been attentive as much as he could be, but whenever I’d try to talk about anything other than the baby or mundane things like the weather, he’d immediately change the subject. Anything that alluded to me and him becoming an us was especially touchy.I knew we couldn’t be a couple. I knew that, and yet what I wanted refused to match up with what I knew was logical. I’d always prided myself on my ability to be practical, logical. Scientific. The data told me the fallout from being open about our relationship would be worse than being together would be good.I knew that. I’d even written
I woke up to the smell of coffee. Groaning, my bladder protesting, I wondered who could be making coffee when I remembered: Lochlann. Last night. Sex.Oh. My. God.I blushed like an idiot as the memories flooded back. I’d thrown myself at him like some shameless hussy and he’d called my bluff. We’d had sex twice more during the night, completely insatiable for each other.I glanced at my phone; it was still early in the morning. Thankfully, my report that I’d neglected last night wasn’t due until later that afternoon.After I peed, brushed my teeth, and attempted to get the knots out of my hair, Lochlann was already sitting in my living room.“I made you some coffee,” he said, as if I hadn’t already smelled it from my bedroom.I sat down next to him and sighed happily. “My one indulgence I’m allowed to have.”Lochlann watched me as I sipped my coffee, as if he’d never seen someone like me before. I had to restrain myself from hiding behind my hair.Finally, he
I’d never been one to work on my research with anyone else, unless I had to for some reason. I preferred to work alone, without the chatter of another person filling my ear. One time, when Sophie and I had first started dating, I’d brought her to the lab to see me work, but it had ended in a fight on the way home.You ignored me the entire time! she’d accused.I was working!I should’ve known at that point that things between us weren’t going to work out. Sophie needed more from me than I could give her. She wanted the kind of undivided attention that simply wasn’t possible from someone like me.Sophie had never understood why I’d found biofuels more interesting than her. I’d tried on more than one occasion to explain exactly what my research entailed, but she’d yawned and told me she had no idea what I was talking about.How had we dated for so long? I thought to myself. We were obviously incompatible.After Sophie had thrown her engagement ring in my face, she’d started dating
When I returned home to my apartment, I couldn’t bear to stay there. Seeing Lochlann’s particular brand of tea on my counter, his toothbrush in my bathroom, even the faded scent of him on one of my pillows, was painful.Grabbing my things, I headed straight to my old place, hoping that Naoko wouldn’t mind the sudden intrusion.Isn’t it kind of cowardly to sneak out without trying to speak with him one more time? my more logical side argued.I wasn’t in the mood to try to talk to him like a mature adult. If he thought I was some stupid child, then I’d prove him right. I was apparently much too dense to understand all the complex ideas rolling around in his brilliant, manly mind.I grabbed the key I’d meant to return to Naoko, just in case she was out. I texted her right before I left, but as I drove over to her place, I hadn’t yet gotten a response.When I arrived at Naoko’s, I knocked. Then knocked a second time. When no one answered, I unlocked the door and found my former roomma
After the incident in the lab, Kate began to avoid me. I’d text her, but she’d respond hours later. At one point, she’d gone silent for so long that I’d banged on her door, terrified something was wrong. She’d looked at me like I was insane.“Why aren’t you answering your phone?” I demanded, wincing internally at how I sounded.“Because I’m busy? I have work to do, too, you know.” Her eyes were sad for a moment before she added, “If you don’t actually need anything...”Then she shut the door in my face.It didn’t help that I was torn between confronting Liz and hoping she hadn’t seen anything. When days passed and nothing happened, I could almost believe it had been a false alarm. She would’ve gone to the dean already. If she waited too much longer, she’d have to wait until after the Thanksgiving holiday. Apparently Americans took their turkey and football very seriously.Yet Kate avoiding me gave me a bad taste in my mouth. As Thanksgiving approached, she only became icier to me.
I knew what I needed to do, but that didn’t make it any easier. A week before Thanksgiving, I emailed Lochlann as my advisor to meet with me in his office. I needed a neutral place, one where we both remembered that he was a professor and I was his student.Not lovers. Not soon-to-be parents. What we should’ve been all along: professionals working alongside each other.If you’re wondering if I gave Dr. Martin Lochlann’s research, the answer is: fuck no. I wasn’t about to let her win. I didn’t fully understand what she was after, but it didn’t matter. Her bitchery wasn’t going to ruin Lochlann’s life because of me.When I arrived at Lochlann’s office, it was a few minutes earlier than our appointment. Feeling restless, I began to walk down the hallway when I heard Lochlann’s voice.“Please don’t forget to work on your projects over holiday,” he was saying to his class. He was at the front, his shirtsleeves pushed up his arms, his hair a little wild. Clearly he’d been teaching a live