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Still three months earlierWhen I’d first seen Kate in that pub three months ago, I hadn’t intended on approaching her. Liam had recently got in touch with me to ask me to attend his wedding, and I’d been a bit overwhelmed with seeing family I’d not been around since we’d been kids.Liam and I hadn’t seen each other since he’d been a short, skinny kid, while his sister had just been a baby. Now his sister was in college, a young woman, while Liam was marrying a gorgeous, intelligent woman. Lucky bastard.That evening, I’d sat down at my usual table, nursing a beer, when I’d seen Kate enter the pub. I’d met Liam and Mari earlier that day, but I’d yet to meet the rest of the wedding party. It hadn’t occurred to me that Kate was Mari’s sister when I’d seen her. She didn’t look much like her: where Mari was red-haired and tall, but Kate was dark-haired and average height.Kate came inside the pub, laughing at something on her phone, her hair in a braided bun on top of her head. S
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Present dayAfter Kate—no, Ms. Wright, I had to remember that—left, I sat staring at my cold tea in utter consternation.She’d got one over me. I had to admit that one. I’d thrown down the gauntlet. She’d taken it up and had promptly shoved it up my arse. So much for getting control of the situation.I rubbed my temples, feeling a headache forming. Despite my irritation, I couldn’t help but be impressed. I’d seen flashes of this Kate when we’d hooked up in Ireland, but apparently when she got her back up she was ruthless.And fuck me if that wasn’t sexy.My cock hardened—all right, it was already hard from our conversation. Memories flooded my mind. I’d tried so hard to tell myself that our fling had been nothing. It had been fun, but it hadn’t affected me—or so I’d told myself.Except this girl had haunted my dreams for months now. It was as if she’d infected me with a virus. She was the emotional equivalent of herpes. You could deal with symptoms, but it’d never go away.One t
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I stared at my sad glass of water and scowled. “Why did I agree to go to a bar with you tonight? When I can’t even drink?”“Because if I had to listen to you crying at some Hallmark romcom for the thousandth time, I was going to lose it.” Naoko, dressed in a short blue romper with her hair in twin buns, kept catching looks from most of the men at the bar. But Naoko being Naoko, she didn’t even notice the stares. It’d be annoying if she weren’t so charming.“I wasn’t crying,” I shot back. “Well, except for that one about the dog. Naoko, the dog ran away and they couldn’t find it.” Tears pooled in my eyes. Damn hormones. “And then the little boy found him because he knew the dog would always come if he heard his voice—”“Oh my God, stop. Please don’t start crying in the middle of the bar.” Despite her words, Naoko squeezed my hand. “Even though you can’t get wasted, we’re still having fun. And then we’re going to play some video games. I heard they just got in a new Pac-Man game and I
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I stared at the cold, white tile of the hospital, waiting for news about Kate. When she’d collapsed into my arms, her face as white as a ghost, fear like none other had gripped me. I’d laid her down on the sticky floor of the bar, yelling something about calling for an ambulance. My brain couldn’t come up with the emergency number for here in the States; the only numbers I could think of were 999 or 112, both Irish numbers.A few seconds later, Kate had opened her eyes, only to vomit profusely. I’d helped her sit up so she didn’t aspirate, something a buddy of mine in college had done when he’d got so rat-arsed that he’d inhaled his own vomit and had got pneumonia as a result.I tapped my foot on the hospital floor, rubbing my hands together. Kate’s two friends, one of whom had found us and had dialed for an ambulance, sat across from me. If they were confused as to why Kate’s advisor was waiting around for her in the hospital they could stay confused. I wasn’t about to go home
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Seeing Lochlann standing over me, his eyes hard and his jaw clenched, I wanted to throw myself under the bed and hide like a little kid. Instead, I was so startled that I yanked on my arm that had the IV in it, making the machine start beeping in warning.“What the hell?” I tried moving the IV stand, but it only kept beeping.“Unfold your arm,” said Lochlann, tapping on my forearm.I’d bent my arm in half, the IV line in the crook of my elbow. The nurse hadn’t been able to get a line into my wrist, citing that I had tiny veins that didn’t like needles. I hesitated at Lochlann’s command, and he sighed.“The line is kinked,” he explained. He took my arm and straightened it, and the machine finally decided it was going to shut up.Right then, a nurse came in. “I heard beeping. Everything okay?” She checked my IV and turned to me. “You’re looking a bit better, dear. How are you feeling? Any more nausea?”I blushed, wishing Lochlann would go away. “It’s better.”“Good. I’
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What did a girl wear when meeting her baby daddy at his apartment a week after he found out she was pregnant?A. Sweats and an oversized, stained hoodie, so he couldn’t think I wanted him to find me attractive in the slightestB. Jeans and a t-shirt that had sexy potential but didn’t scream BANG ME INTO NEXT TUESDAYC. A short skirt and tight sweater that basically advertised my legs and how easily they could wrap around his waistI decided on B after much thought and feedback from Naoko, who eventually told me I wasn’t going there for a hookup, anyway.“You realize if you sleep with him again, you’ll be in even more hot water,” she said logically.“I mean, yes, but the cat’s already out of the bag on this one. We might as well enjoy the one benefit we have in this whole thing.” I poked at my abdomen. The bump was definitely growing, but it wasn’t noticeable unless I was naked. Even then, it looked more like a food baby, not a baby baby.“Remember, Kate: WWND?”I rolled my eyes
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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
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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
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Joy had needed a project. She had a few clients she still wrote for long-distance, but she wanted to sink her teeth into something here in Heron’s Landing. That was why she’d come, wasn’t it? To get to know a new town and new people? The town wasn’t hustling and moving as quickly as Chicago. In fact, it moved about quickly as an elderly turtle swimming through mud. But that didn’t stop her from looking around for stories.Drumming her fingers on the arm of her couch—the movers had finally arrived that morning—Joy brainstormed for a few hours. Perhaps she could interview the owner of Trudy’s? Or maybe Mike in the general store downstairs had something worth writing about? She pursed her lips, thinking.Of course, there was always the vineyard, River’s Bend. It was the jewel of Heron’s Landing, but that seemed cliché. Plus, it was five miles from her apartment, and she really didn’t want to drive that gravel road to get out there. The day had already edged into one-hundred-degree terri
Oopsie Daisy: A Steamy Romantic Comedy Epilogue
Once upon a time, there was a girl who had a one-night stand with her professor, got pregnant, and ended up moving to Ireland to be with him.Lochlann moved back to Ireland after the New Year, and I followed him a month later. Moving to a brand-new country while pregnant wasn’t on the top of my list of fun things to do, but I would’ve followed Lochlann to the ends of the earth. He was pretty much stuck with me for all eternity. He couldn’t get rid of me even if he wanted to.Lochlann was also able to get a professorship at the University of Dublin, where he’d worked previously. How about that for lucky?I planned to apply for their materials program when I felt ready after our baby was born. I had enough on my plate with moving to Ireland and having a baby without adding grad school on top of it.Our daughter, Fainne Lydia, was born at the end of March. (And for all of you who don’t speak Irish—it’s pronounced Fawn-ya. You’re welcome.)Fainne was due on March 23, but she dec
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Early in December,I received an email from the dean of the materials department, requesting that I meet with him as soon as possible. My stomach dropped into my toes when I read it. Although Dr. Calvin didn’t allude to the reason why he wanted this meeting, it didn’t take a genius to figure out.I’d met Dr. Calvin on a few occasions. He’d been a quiet, almost stodgy man, who dressed exactly as you’d expect a professor to dress. Tweed jacket, elbow patches, oversized glasses, and a pocket protector for his fanciest pen. He’d seemed almost fatherly, and I hoped he acted that way in this meeting.Then again, what could he do? Kick me out of the program? Too late for that.I stood in front of his office door for what felt like hours, gathering my courage. Finally, I knocked, telling myself that all I could do was stay calm and answer his questions as best I could.“Come in,” called a voice. I pushed open the door to find Dr. Calvin digging through his briefcase. “Oh good, y
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It started raining as I walked home. I’d forgotten to bring an umbrella, but I didn’t mind getting wet. It felt good in a strange way, the cold and the damp. It made me feel slightly less numb. It reminded me that I hadn’t died even though it felt a bit like I had.Yes, I’d turned into a sad sack of depressing shite. I’d soon start writing poetry and crying to Celine Dion songs if I weren’t careful. But it didn’t help that there were reminders of Kate everywhere: a pair of socks she’d left in my flat; a note she’d written me that said UR A SEXY BEAST; and the flat she’d left over two weeks ago.Sometimes I stood in front of her door, where she no longer lived, as if by force of will I could summon her back.I’d since returned to teaching, throwing myself into my job. I went in early and stayed late. I took on things in the department that no one else wanted to do simply to avoid going home. Yet every time I went into my office, the memories of the last time I’d seen Kate were always
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Today was the day: would I re-watch A Prince for Christmas or A Christmas Queen? I’d already watched both five times already. Considering it was the week after Thanksgiving, there wasn’t much to do besides watch Christmas movies and feel sorry for myself.“Kate, are you seriously watching this again?” Mari stood in front of the TV to block my view of the opening scene of A Christmas Queen.To be specific, her bellywas big enough to completely block out her and Liam’s gigantic TV on the wall.“You said I wasn’t allowed to watch Rick and Morty at your place anymore,” I complained, “so it’s going to be all Christmas movies for the next month.”“Kate.” Mari sounded serious now.“You’re going to make me miss the opening scene.”It started with the soon-to-be queen, Kelly, accidentally tripping on a tree root and falling right into the unmarried king’s path. Classic.Mari grabbed the remote from me and turned off the TV. I scowled up at her. Weren’t older sis
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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
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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.
