entered the hospital doors. I value her endurance and pain control, but several days of labor?
Sign me up for a big no thank you.
“I had planned on flying to see Jack this weekend. But I can change my flight.” I tap on my keyboard and pull up my flight info.
“Sounds good. If you can time it right, we are flying in to San Diego on Friday at six p.m., California time.”
I squint my eyes. I’m three hours ahead. I seriously doubt I can get out of the office early enough to make that happen. Megan and her husband Brian live in San Francisco so it is easier for them to get to San Diego, since I’m flying from across the country whereas they are only an hour’s flight away.
“I don’t know, Megan. That would be a stretch for me.” I sigh. “I’ll see what I can do.”
“Right, well otherwise you will have to figure out your own transportation from the airport. I can’t imagine Mom leaving the new babies to come and get you.” She tsks.
I nod. I know she is right, my mom will be glued to the babies, but I’m sure my dad would come get me. Or at least I would think he would.
“All right, well I’ve got to go.” I glance at the clock on my computer. It’s almost one.
“Yeah, me too. Talk to you later.”
I check out the rest of the text messages. One in particular catches my eye. It’s from Jack.
“Missing you.”
That’s it. Two words. Two words that tug at my heart. But that’s all for now, since our weekend get-together is now not going to happen. This is extremely disappointing. My heart squeezes tight as if it is shrinking into a dehydrated version of itself. But I know I have to be there for my family. I’m sure it’s a bit scary or exciting. I’m not sure what the exact emotion my niece and nephew, Winter and River, will be feeling about not one but two new babies in their house. I can only imagine how overwhelmed I would be if I were about to be a mom of twins and then top that off with two other children and their feelings to deal with.
It’s a no-brainer. I have to go. I have to be supportive of them. Especially this weekend. When things will be so drastically different for them. I log in to my flight program and make the changes. My new flight leaves here at four p.m. That should get me to California at seven p.m. Not too bad. I will have to leave at about three, but I can come in early and make sure everything is wrapped up by then.
A message box pops up on my screen. “See you at the elevator. I’m starving.”
It’s Trent. My stomach growls. I’m hungry too. I send out a group message to the rest of our team.
“Last minute, but anyone up for a team lunch?”
I wait five minutes before my screen pings. It’s a response from Hallie.
“Sorry, I’ve just come back from lunch and I think the others are still out. Trent is around though. Maybe next time!”
Locking my computer, I roll my chair back.
Trent is waiting for me by the elevator, alone. Hallie must have been right as no one else responded to my message. He is staring at his phone. As I near him, he glances up and our eyes meet. His dark eyes warm over and his mouth forms into a smile.
“I was beginning to think you were going to stand me up.” He slides his phone into his pocket and presses the down arrow on the elevator.
I laugh. “I had to take care of several things, but I’m hungry too.” I step into the elevator and press the number one. “I skipped breakfast today and my stomach is giving me a hard time about it.”
“Oooh, that’s a big no-no. You should start off your day with a nice healthy breakfast.” The elevator door opens and he puts his hand on the door to hold it for me to exit.
I approach my car and unlock the doors with my key fob. Trent hops into the passenger side naturally. He seems so confident and unfazed by this situation. I’m a bit uncomfortable about going to lunch with him. Yet, here I am backing my car out of the spot and heading towards a restaurant.
“How about
Sign me up for a big no thank you.
“I had planned on flying to see Jack this weekend. But I can change my flight.” I tap on my keyboard and pull up my flight info.
“Sounds good. If you can time it right, we are flying in to San Diego on Friday at six p.m., California time.”
I squint my eyes. I’m three hours ahead. I seriously doubt I can get out of the office early enough to make that happen. Megan and her husband Brian live in San Francisco so it is easier for them to get to San Diego, since I’m flying from across the country whereas they are only an hour’s flight away.
“I don’t know, Megan. That would be a stretch for me.” I sigh. “I’ll see what I can do.”
“Right, well otherwise you will have to figure out your own transportation from the airport. I can’t imagine Mom leaving the new babies to come and get you.” She tsks.
I nod. I know she is right, my mom will be glued to the babies, but I’m sure my dad would come get me. Or at least I would think he would.
“All right, well I’ve got to go.” I glance at the clock on my computer. It’s almost one.
“Yeah, me too. Talk to you later.”
I check out the rest of the text messages. One in particular catches my eye. It’s from Jack.
“Missing you.”
That’s it. Two words. Two words that tug at my heart. But that’s all for now, since our weekend get-together is now not going to happen. This is extremely disappointing. My heart squeezes tight as if it is shrinking into a dehydrated version of itself. But I know I have to be there for my family. I’m sure it’s a bit scary or exciting. I’m not sure what the exact emotion my niece and nephew, Winter and River, will be feeling about not one but two new babies in their house. I can only imagine how overwhelmed I would be if I were about to be a mom of twins and then top that off with two other children and their feelings to deal with.
It’s a no-brainer. I have to go. I have to be supportive of them. Especially this weekend. When things will be so drastically different for them. I log in to my flight program and make the changes. My new flight leaves here at four p.m. That should get me to California at seven p.m. Not too bad. I will have to leave at about three, but I can come in early and make sure everything is wrapped up by then.
A message box pops up on my screen. “See you at the elevator. I’m starving.”
It’s Trent. My stomach growls. I’m hungry too. I send out a group message to the rest of our team.
“Last minute, but anyone up for a team lunch?”
I wait five minutes before my screen pings. It’s a response from Hallie.
“Sorry, I’ve just come back from lunch and I think the others are still out. Trent is around though. Maybe next time!”
Locking my computer, I roll my chair back.
Trent is waiting for me by the elevator, alone. Hallie must have been right as no one else responded to my message. He is staring at his phone. As I near him, he glances up and our eyes meet. His dark eyes warm over and his mouth forms into a smile.
“I was beginning to think you were going to stand me up.” He slides his phone into his pocket and presses the down arrow on the elevator.
I laugh. “I had to take care of several things, but I’m hungry too.” I step into the elevator and press the number one. “I skipped breakfast today and my stomach is giving me a hard time about it.”
“Oooh, that’s a big no-no. You should start off your day with a nice healthy breakfast.” The elevator door opens and he puts his hand on the door to hold it for me to exit.
I approach my car and unlock the doors with my key fob. Trent hops into the passenger side naturally. He seems so confident and unfazed by this situation. I’m a bit uncomfortable about going to lunch with him. Yet, here I am backing my car out of the spot and heading towards a restaurant.
“How about
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