“It takes willpower,” said mom one stormy day inside the ranch, where Valentina’s and my fingers were plastered against the window, aching to jump in the mud. “Not to run outside. Trust me, you’ll get you’re reward if you don’t do it.”
Hmmph. Well, true willpower was not to pick up that phone as soon as his car had left and dial his number frantically, and say, “Can you come over now?”
I suppose when we were younger, we did get our reward. 3 sticky mini- chocolates were dished out each. Gella got 4 because she sat in her room and read a book. Well, look where she is now- a famous fashion designer –single, might I add- while I’m the mother of 21 kids and I’ve had numerous love affairs. I can clearly see who has more happiness.
I know what my reward will be. Oh, I know. Bryn Babies? I’m liking, I’m liking!
But I still sat by the phone the whole week, picking up the receiver and putting it down again.
Suddenly the phone rang and I leaped with joy.
Calming myself down, while hopping on the chair, allowed me to press the message button.
“Hello, Love. This is your cousin, Drew Grand. I would just like to say that mom- Winter to you- is finally marrying my dad in August. Macy, though, still has a thing against this whole thing with your mom “stealing” the challenge idea away from her, so I don’t think you’ll get an invite. I love you cuz, b-“
I pulled the cord out the phone. Great, family feuds are NOT the order for the day.
Though at 10:00 pm, when I know he’s home from the station, I give in to temptation and call him.
“Erm, hello, Bryn Windfield?”
“Hi, Bryn, it’s Love.”
His voice was strained and I could hear some disgruntled coughs in the background.
“Love…” said Bryn, and I imagine him running his fingers through his blond hair. “I’m kinda busy right now…”
“Of course! I heard you were interviewing Addy and Ashby! How are they?”
Before he could respond, I heard a woman’s voice in the background.
“Hurry up, Bryn! I wanna make this baby before sunrise!”
The smile froze on my lips. Great. He’s married. He’s married with 2 kids and his wife wants another before the children wake up. His wife is dressed in sexy lingerie and I’m here, in a spotted black and white oversized t-shirt. His wife loves him and she’s probably a unique brunette with golden honey-brown eyes-
I stop painting the picture because I was once again feeling my Irish roots take over and I feel like throwing the phone across the room.
“You’re married! You’re freaking married! Leading me on like that! You know, I could just murder you!”
I hear a sort of choking sound and I nod. Yes, choke on your lies, you idiot.
Wait. Wait. That’s not choking. It’s laughter! He’s LAUGHING at me! How dare he?
“Why on earth are you laughing? It’s not funny! You lying little ratbird!”
“Lovie, Lovie ,Lovie, let me make it up to you. Would you care if I took you out tommorow?”
“Please? I need to explain something. What about wherever you want to go?”
Oooh. Now we’re talking.
“Hmmph. Fine. Only for business.”
“Yes, Lovie. Chat later. I’m kinda busy-“
“Bryn! Hurry up! I need that baby, it’s gonna make or break my-“
I switched off the receiver. I have my kids. I suppose that’s enough.
He met me in the parking lot of the WhatEva Major PlumBob recording studio.
“Where are we going?” He asked.
“Home,” I said.
“Home?” he choked. “Why?”
“I’m a challenge mom,” I said. “I have kids with handsome men.”
He studied my face.
“I’ll be your baby daddy, but I won’t make the baby literally with you. I’ll donate my sperm and all that.”
“Why?” I asked. He ruined my plan.
“Because I like my friendship with you. I don’t want to ruin over our children together.”
“Fine,” I mumbled. “Just go to the hospital. I don’t want to see you again.”
I may not see his face again, but I’ll see him in his child. I went to the doctor and he said I was have twins, one girl and one boy. Two of his eyes staring up at me.
When I went home, and unlocked the keys, I saw those eyes looking down at me.
“Lovie,” he said, his eyes darting up and down from my horrified face to my horrifyingly swollen stomach. “How are you?”
“Just sit down,” I said warily. “I’ll get the coffee.”
“So what do you have to tell me, Bryn?” I said, rubbing my stomach to the response of a kick.
“I don’t know how to say this, Love…”
“Just say it, Bryn! I’m sick and tired of this whole facade! I need answers, now! “
“Fine. I’m a challenge father.”
Welcome to the world of sims my little babies!
(Buddt needs to get some clothes on!)
–Addy and Dawn I hope you saw what I was doing there! If not, read through very carefully! Thanks for reading, I’d love some feedback. It’s been 3 post with no comments and I so want to see how I’m doing!-