Two Peanuts

I think I passed out. 

When I woke up the three men were looking at me in concern. 

“You okay Scar?” Lee asked. 

“Yeah, it’s just I had this crazy dream-like thing that Dr. Conner said I was having twins!” 

“That was real, babe,” Grayson informed me.

“Twins?! God, I have the worst luck!” I groaned. 

“But they’re so beautiful,” Grayson whispered, his eyes on the monitor. 

I looked at it again and sighed. He was right.

They were so beautiful.

--

So I was carrying two peanuts inside of me. 

That was exciting and horrifying. However, how cool was it to get two kids over with in one go? I didn’t have to have any more after this! Oh, but what if I have two girls and then I want a boy? Or two boys and I crave a little mini me? What if both of these kids sucked and I wanted to try for one good one?

The possibilities were kind of endless. 

“There’s something different about you,” My good friend Lincoln Ellison commented, peering over his designer glasses. “You simultaneously look like crap and hotter than you’ve ever been.”

“Go to hell and thank you,” I responded. “These last few weeks have been a lot.” 

His mossy green eyes lit up with excitement. “Do you have gossip? Please tell me you do, everybody’s been so boring lately! You know Lulu and Carter barely fight?”

“I can’t tell you yet, but I promise next week I will and it will be very juicy.”

“Does it have to do with the triangle?” 

“Oh yeah,” I grinned. 

“You’ve got me hook, line and sinker.”

“I hope all men burn in hell!” Analeigh Frost sat down at the table with us. 

“You seem to be in a great mood,” I commented. 

Her blueish-green eyes narrowed at me before softening. Before becoming friends last year I’m sure she would have called me a poor tramp for that smart remark. But we’ve both grown past being petty people…to each other anyways.

“The men in business are so fucking uselss a-and mean and just down right awful! You know today someone told me I was too pretty for presentations? That I distracted from the slides.”

“You are super hot, Analeigh,” We glared at Lincoln. “But that is so not cool of a guy to say. It's sexist even.”

“Nice save,” I muttered. “Look Analeigh, we both know it’s hard as shit being a woman in business, but you are more than capable of handling it. Be firm with those men, tell them that you’re not gonna take their shit and then take their jobs instead.”

“No one takes me seriously there, Scarlett,” Analeigh whispered with tears in her eyes. “They see that I’m blonde and attractive and they assume my daddy got me this job or something.”

“Do we have to watch Legally Blonde again?” I asked. “Cuz I will.”

“I think that would be really nice, honestly.”

“Ooh, can I come?” Lincoln asked. 

“Come where?” My best friend, Lulu Dejoria sat down with us.

She pushed her brown hair out of her face revealing excitement in her hazel eyes. The sun made her brown skin look even warmer. 

“Legally Blonde tonight?” Analeigh asked. “You have to come.”

Sometimes it was so weird to me that they used to hate each other. Though sleeping with the same boy will do that. 

Not that I ever thought Carter Chambers was worth such a rivalry, but that’s just my opinion.

“Alright fine, as long as there’s wine. Scar, got bottles on hand?”

“Um, yeah, a lot actually.” I admitted.

My house was filled with bottles of wine that I could no longer drink. The peanuts were restricting my favorite diet. 

“Great, I’ll invite Carter too! Ooh and Lee and Grayson too! You’re all friends right?”

“We are but-”

“Perfect and then we can go over our pitches afterwards.” Lincoln said excitedly. 

Only a bunch of business school graduates would be excited for the night we were going to have. 

***

I studied my reflection in the mirror, my eyes on my stomach.

I looked a little bloated, but I didn’t have a real bump yet. Was it weird that I was kind of excited for it? I had always wanted kids. Sure I thought I was going to be married when that happened, but this, just like everything else in my life, was unpredictable. 

“You look beautiful,”

I looked up and saw Grayson in the reflection.

I had given him and Lee’s keys to my place mostly to shut them up about all the what-if situations they made in their heads. They hated me living here alone.

“Thanks,” I smiled. “I can’t believe there’s two babies in here.”

“I can’t tell you how much I hope they’re mine, Scar. I um…have a whole plan for us, you know? You can move in with me, set up a nursery and everything. Take lamaze classes, we can get married after the babies come. A-and put them in cute outfits and all of that.”

I could see the genuine love and excitement in his eyes. 

My children would be so lucky if Grayson was their father. He would be doting and affectionate. He would spend Sundays at the park with them.

Shit. Sundays. 

I had promised my younger brother Gerald that I would spend Sundays with him. Maybe I should tell my family this weekend. Rip the bandaid off. Hell they probably wouldn’t even care that much. My dad would just call me a whore or something.

“Scar?” Grayson brought me back to reality.

I didn’t realize he was right behind me. 

“Yeah?”

“I think you’re going to be a great mother,”

I turned to face him. “And you’ll be a great father. Whether to these babies or some other ones.”

“I would raise them even if they’re Lee’s. I mean like I would be their step father and treat them like my own.”

“You’re a good man, Grayson. Way too good to me.” I whispered. 

He gently touched my face. “It’s because I love you.”

“I love you too,”

Grayson leaned down and kissed me. That was completely and totally against the rules, but I didn’t care. I missed being kissed and held. Grayson’s fingers slid into my hair, gripping it tightly as his tongue slipped into my mouth. I pulled him against me, dying to have my arms around him.

He backed me up into the wall, kissing me harder. Hormones had me feeling incredibly frisky. My hands danced up Grayson’s shirt, touching his muscular back. He moaned into my mouth, gripping my hair harder. 

“Anyone home?” Lee’s voice called, breaking us apart.

“Sorry,” Grayson whispered, pressing his forehead against mine. “I just miss being with you so much.”

“I know, I miss it too,” I breathed. “Coming Lee!”

We went downstairs to greet Lee.

“What were you two doing?” He asked. 

“I was asking Grayson if I look fat yet,” I stated. 

“You don’t, you look stunning.” Lee smiled. 

I was on the verge of melting. Why did he have to look at me like that and say those words?

“So do you,” I replied. 

Lee winked at me before taking a seat on the couch.

An hour later the rest of our friends were in my living room, laughing at the ever amazing Elle Woods on the screen.

“Maybe I should be a lawyer?” Analeigh asked. 

“No,” We chorused. 

“Alright then.”

“I’m gonna get some water,” I declared.

“Me too.” Lee helped me up and we went to the kitchen.

“You feeling okay?” He asked. 

“Kinda crampy, but Dr. Conner said that’s normal.” I informed him. 

“I’ve um been doing a lot of reading about pregnancy…it’s kind of fascinating all that’s going on in your body right now.”

“It’s something,” I laughed. “It’s sweet you’re doing all that reading.”

“I’m fully preparing to be a father…I-I know that I’m younger than Grayson and a little less mature, but I want this so badly, Scar. I would give anything for those babies to be mine.”

Just like Grayson, I knew Lee would be a good father too. He would be the opposite of his father. Loving, encouraging, supportive. I knew he wanted a chance to be better than his father.

“You’ve come a long way from saying that love wasn’t for you,”

“I blame you.” He grinned. 

“I’ll take it all.”

Lee pulled me to him and kissed me passionately. 

If there’s one thing about me, I was going to repeat the same damn mistakes over again!

Lee backed me into the fridge, kissing me harder. I wrapped my arms around his neck as my lips glided over his. Lee put his hands on my waist, gripping tightly at first and then it seemed he was worried about the hurting babies and loosened his grip. 

Lee rubbed his nose against mine as he pulled away. “I love you so much, Scarlett.”

“I love you Brantley.”

“I hate when you call me that,” He laughed before kissing me again.

“Scarlett, you’re missing the best part!” Analeigh screeched.

Lee stepped away from me, wiping his lips. “Um, yeah. Sorry I just got carried away.”

“Yeah, so did I.” I ran my fingers through my hair before going back out to the living room.

I sat down thoroughly hating myself. Why did I continue to do this? I could only be with one of these boys. 

I had to stop acting so recklessly. 

There were now two other people involved and I had to put them first.