Seriously, I hacked into a school bully’s TikTok account once, fully planning on messing with him. It was payback for him being a royal turd to my girl. But… I chickened out. It wasn’t that I was afraid of getting caught, I knew I wouldn’t. It was more just the idea of lying about it that bothered me. It was wrong. Besides, then I would have been the bully. The kid was a butthead, but that didn’t mean I had a right to be one as well.
“Psh, honesty is not a fault. It’s an honorable trait. Don’t believe me, check your position at work. No way they would have promoted you if you weren’t as awesome as you are.”
I giggled. “Thanks, I appreciate it. Anything new with you?”
“Not really. I’m pregnant again.” She let that bomb out in a sigh. “Two months already, too.”
My jaw dropped. “I thought you guys decided you were done?”
Katia snorted. “I decided, Andy decided. But his sperm and my egg did not. We’ve been double-teaming the protection, but…” she sighed, “Andy’s sperm is just as persistent as him.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at the badly hidden pride in her voice.
Andy had a thing for Katia in high school. She always said no. Then, we all ended up at the same college - she had gotten accepted to 2 schools, only one came with a full-ride scholarship, the backup one - we just didn’t know he was there until Junior year. He had done a lot of growing up and filling out. Gone was the gangly dweeb, and in came the Adonis. Well, physically anyway. Andy was still a dweeb, in my opinion. Katia still made him work for it, and the minute he had it, he refused to let it go. The man even proposed on their one-month anniversary.
“Well, congrats. Maybe you’ll get a son out of it this time. I’m sure Andy would love that.” My phone beeped and I quickly moved it away from my ear so I could check it. Sure enough, my ride was here.
“Believe it or not, he wants another daughter.”
I walked out of the building and looked for my ride. As soon as I stepped out, the college kid waved me over.
“That is both surprising and sweet.”
“Yeah.” She sighed dreamily. “So, you wanna come over for dinner tonight?”
“Where to ma’am?” The driver asked as he held the back door open for me. It was odd, but alright.
“I put the location in on the app.”
“Cool.”
I huffed in amusement at his childish response as he closed the door.
“Fi! You listening?” Katia called, again apparently.
“Sorry, my ride just got here. What were you saying?”
“Good timing, tell him to bring you here. You can come and have dinner with us. You haven’t seen the girls in ages.”
