already.
“Is her mom here?” Aidan whispers looking around.
“Is Jenna here?” Lisa chuckles.
“Her mom’s upstairs taking a nap, and Jenna, I haven’t talked to her in about a week, other than the occasional text. It came today, so that’s a good sign” I say hopefully.
“You don’t think Ice Queen still going to marry you?” Aidan laughs in disbelief.
“She’ll still marry him and just guilt-trip him his whole life,” Lisa says to Aidan.
“Want to put money on it?” Aidan retorts.
“Name it.” And for a minute, it’s like I’m not even in the room.
“Uh, this is kind of my life you’re placing bets on,” I interrupt them.
Aiden turns toward the kitchen and yells,” Mrs. Scott, whatever you’re cooking smells de-licious!”
“It’s your favorite. Lasagna,” she calls back.
“I can’t wait!” he says, completely ignoring me.
“Wait. You’re not staying for dinner,” I laugh but am so serious.
“You guys suck at welcoming me home. Since when can’t I stay for dinner?” he asks, amused.
“Since there’s a girl here he doesn’t want you to embarrass him in front of,” Lisa says, nudging him.
“Wife to be exact, right?” Aidan nudges her before crossing his arms.
“I’m glad you guys think this is so funny.” I’m a little offended, but I expect this from them.
“It’s better to laugh than cry buddy,” he says, putting his arm around me.
“So really, what the hell is going on?” Aidan says, tossing around one of Caylen’s alphabet blocks.
“Lisa didn’t fill you in?” I sigh.
“I did he doesn’t believe me,” she says.
“Hey you had your one-on-one with him. Can we get some guy time?” Aidan says tightly.
“You mean stupid time,” Lisa says, rolling her eyes.
“So this girl’s going down on me and her mouth is...”Aidan starts excitedly.
“Eww eew eww! I’m going!” Lisa says, leaving in a playful huff.
“Let’s go out to the back,” Aidan says, and we cut through the dining room, head to the back porch, and sit on the steps.
“It’s good you’re back. I’m glad you made it home safe,” I say genuinely. Aidan’s always been the type to live on the edge but was never one for authority even with his dad being in the army. We never saw him being disciplined enough to join the army, but when his dad was diagnosed with lupus, it was like Aidan went for him.
“Don’t start going all crybaby on me,” he says, pulling out a pack of gum from his jeans.
“How was it over there?” I say, taking a piece of gum from him. He’s still a “Big Red” guy. I didn’t even know they still sold it.
“I’m home,” he says, a wide smile on his face. “The details aren’t’ so much important right?” he says, resting his elbow on his knees.
“Besides, while I’m off the deep end, it’s like you’re floating in it,” he says, giving me a nudge. I sigh.
“You’re a fucking dad, man!” His excitement is apparent, and I sigh but can’t help but smile.
“How does it feel? I know you always wanted enough kids to fill a stadium,” he says, frowning at the idea of it.
I chuckle. “It didn’t feel like anything until I saw her. Now it’s real, I have this little person with my DNA that I’m responsible for.”
“When Lisa told me, I was like screw that. You need a paternity test. But it’s pretty obvious she’s yours. Like a little girl version of you…it’s kind of creepy actually,” he jokes. I think.
“So DID, that’s pretty messed up man,” he says with a sigh.
“You think,” I say, taking another piece of gum from him.
“Really, all the signs were there.” He stands up and stretches. “Like pieces to a puzzle but no box to guide you.”
“Really, Dr. Grunnel,” I say, rolling my eyes at his supposed psychiatric expertise.
“DID isn’t all that uncommon a concern when you come back home from combat,” he says in a serious tone.
“Along with all the other glorious perks,” he says, his tone