Mason (Carter Brothers #2) - Lisa Helen Gray Page 0,27

on a date a few days ago. He said he felt like we never get time together on our own,’’ I tell her, playfully rolling my eyes.

“You’re kidding?’’ she laughs. “He told me the other day I had to wait until today to come see you.’’

“He didn’t?’’ I gasp laughing.

“He bloody did. Urgh,’’ she moans holding her stomach.

“What’s wrong?’’ I ask concerned.

“Aunt Flow came to visit this morning,’’ she groans making me chuckle.

“That’s one thing I’ve not missed,’’ I laugh, then laugh harder at her expression glaring back at me.

“Oh, by the way, the other day Gram’s had the sex talk with me. She was checking to make sure we were using protection. It got really awkward, especially when she told Malik he could take some of Marks condoms whenever he liked because they didn’t need them anyway.’’

“No...she didn’t?’’ I laugh, bending over to place my hands on my knees. “Your Nan is completely nuts. What did Malik do?’’

“Walked out of the room saying he had homework to do,’’ she giggles and the sound is so sweet. Harlow is so sweet, soft and loveable. She has been that way since the first day I met her. I hadn’t had many friends really when I was at school because I felt like they were backstabbers, liars, and out for one thing; but then Harlow came to Grayson High and I knew from how kind and loving she was that we’d get on. We’ve been besties ever since.

“Did she realise he doesn’t go to school anymore?’’ I ask, laughing at the thought.

“She didn’t say anything about it. We laughed about it afterwards, because I asked why he said it. Anyway... it got me thinking. When we spoke about... you know... you and Mason... having...,’’ she rambles, her eyes pleading with me to understand what she’s trying to say and it makes me grin at her cute face.

“Have sex?’’ I finally give in chuckling.

“Yes that,’’ she blushes and it’s so cute. “Well you told me you used protection, so how did you, you know... get pregnant?’’

I’ve wondered the same thing myself. I was never allowed to go on the pill. My mother said it was ludicrous and it was just giving me permission to be a hussy. That night with Mason, every time we had sex we used protection, so I never understood why I got pregnant either. I know they said condoms aren’t one hundred percent effective, but still...

“I wondered the same thing over and over. Mason must have super spunk or something.’’ We both laugh.

“I’m just happy I’m on my period. I started to worry over it because Malik and I stopped using condoms now that I’m on the pill. I guess if it’s going to happen, it’s meant to.’’

“All you can do is keep taking precautions. If it happens, then it happens, but don’t worry over it, otherwise you’ll put a downer on your sex life.’’

“Enough about this, Malik will pick me up and wonder why I’m all beet red and flustered,’’ Harlow giggles. “Let’s get you ready.’’

“This is a nightmare,’’ I tell her, flickering through my clothes in my wardrobe. “Most of these are before bump and would never get over my hips or boobs. I swear, I could cry sometimes. The only thing I feel comfortable in is dresses and even then, all my date ones are from pre bump and are skin tight. There is no way I’m squashing my baby into one of them.’’

“You’re such a drama queen,’’ she laughs then grabs something from out of one of the bags she turned up with. “Now, I got you a present because you were always there for me and you always lent me clothes to impress Malik. I have you to thank for catching his eye, so I got you this.’’

With that she pulls out a gorgeous green halter neck maxi dress from her bag. It crosses over at the chest with a diamond stud directly in the centre. It’s elegant yet stunning. The material at the back of the dress is longer than the material at the front. Thankfully, looking at the length at the front I know it will easily cover my bump and still manage to cover a good amount of leg.

“That is... that is beautiful,’’ I tell her feeling my stupid eyes well up. Gah, they’re doing it all the time lately.

My parents would never have let me wear anything remotely similar to this. All the clothes I had that were the slightest