I turned around to see Emma and my mother staring at me. Motherfucker, here we go.
“Okay, did someone die? Jesus, with the way you two are looking at me. ”
“Arianna, dear, I’m going to guess by that ring on your finger that you and Jeff worked things out?” Emma asked me before she looked over at my mother.
I could so feel a damn Katharine Hepburn quote coming from my mother any second now.
I sat down and let out a small sigh. I turned to Emma, who was giving me that damn sweet-ass smile of hers. Fuck I loved this woman. Ellie was very lucky to have gained Emma and Garrett as family when she married Gunner.
I smiled at Emma and took a sip of coffee.
“Yes, Emma. We worked things out, but, the light of day has my head spinning. My thoughts are racing. ”
Emma reached over to take a hold of my hand.
They must know about Rebecca. Great, I can’t even have five fucking minutes to enjoy my engagement.
“Alright, Mom, let it out. I can see you’re holding something in. ”
My mother sat up straighter in her chair and took my other hand.
Oh Jesus, Mary, and Joseph…. . this is going to be bad.
“As the great Katharine Hepburn said, ‘Life is hard. After all, it kills you. ’ It’ll all work out somehow, Arianna. ”
What the hell? That’s the best she can do? I just looked at her as I watched a smile play across her face.
“Really, Mom? That’s the best you’ve got?”
My mother glanced over to Emma, and then she looked at me confused. “What were you expecting me to say, Ari?”
“I was expecting you to tell me that it’s all going to be okay, Mom. I wanted you to say that this Rebecca bitch, sorry, Emma, is not carrying Jeff’s baby and that my dad didn’t really ruin my engagement night by dropping the biggest fucking bomb on me ever! Sorry again, Emma. ”
Emma smiled at me as she squeezed my hand tightly. My mother removed her hand from mine as I reached for my coffee. As I took another drink, I noticed my hand was shaking. Shit!
“I’m sorry, Ari. I wish I could tell you it’ll all be okay, sweetheart, but I’d be lying to you. I’m not sure if it will. Have you and Jeff talked about this?”
I shook my head. Then, I felt tears welling up in my eyes. Do not cry, Ari.
“Mom…” My voice cracked.
“I wanted to be the one to give him a baby. I wanted that more than anything, and I keep telling myself that if this turns out to be his baby, I’ll be okay but…but…”
Emma squeezed my hand.
“Ari, I think that it’s time you got tested,” my mother said matter-of-factly.
I snapped my head up at my mother. Why is she bringing this up now?
“Tested? Oh my, Ari, is something wrong?” Emma asked, looking back and forth between my mom and
me.
“No, Emma, nothing is wrong with Ari. Ari, if you want to even consider having a baby with Jeff, then you need to be tested to see if you’re a carrier of the gene. Emma, remember how we spoke last night about Matthew and how he has Fragile X?”
Smiling, Emma nodded her head. “I don’t think that I will ever forget that sweet boy finding my mop and bucket and asking me if he could mop my floors. Every time he comes over, he asks to do it again. ”
I let out a laugh.