Liz had never been more nervous about having a conversation with anyone at any point in her life. She'd worried over what Moudy was say to the point that she was pretty sure she was developing an ulcer.
This was going to change everything.
Liz bit her lip and nodded hesitantly. "...And I just want you to know that I'm not trying to tie you down or anything. I mean, obviously, I'm hoping that this isn't a deal breaker..." She found herself anxiously rambling and clamped her lips shut. "Uh... so... say something!" she urged quickly before she started rambling again.
Liz had begun rambling again. "...could always share custody. I know we never talked about what we wanted long-term, so I don't even know how you feel about.."
Moudy blinked. "Wait. Hold up," he said tersely. "Are you..." his throat tightened painfully and he had to pause to take another breath. He tried again. "Are you trying to break up with me?"
At that, Moudy had to laugh. "Bloody unlikely I'd be living here with my best friend and his twins if I hated kids," he chuckled, looping his hands loosely around her waist. The pressure twisting his heart lessened when he realized that she wasn't trying to get rid of him.
Liz bit her lip. "Well, there is that," she said awkwardly. She paused. "So?" she pushed. "You haven't said anything! What do you think? Are you mad? Are you happy?" she demanded nervously.
Liz's eyes began to mist with tears.
Turning, he grabbed a box from his duffel bag and then faced her. Opening the small, little box, he showed her the ring. "Will you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?"
Liz gasped with surprise. "You've had this all along?" she asked.
Moudy shook his head ruefully. "No, I only picked it up in the last month. But, even if we weren't going to have a baby, I was going to ask you. This just kinda bumps up the timetable."
Home birth or hospital birth. Epidural or no pain meds. Moving back to his home in Bridgeport, her home in Appaloosa Plains, or staying in Sunset Valley with Jason. His mind whirled with all the decisions.
He'd been a little surprised when Liz had suggested they stay and raise their kids with Jason's. It'd made him feel a little bit jealous. Almost as jealous as he'd been when he'd found out they'd moved in together after college.
After Liz had broken up with him in college, he'd worried that Jas and Liz would start dating. But, they seemed content just being best friends. Jason had assured him that he didn't think about her like that.
Ugh, ancient past, he reminded himself, trying to shove the uncomfortable feelings away. I need to be focusing on our new life!
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" he called out, "Ouch, dammit!" he swore under his breath when he stubbed his toe on the step. "Almost there!"
Man, it sucked waking up this early.
You gotta have a game plan with the end zone in sight!
Jason sighed. Well, so much for that.
Moudy watched sympathetically as Macy squirmed and kicked to avoid getting dressed. It was enough to make him almost break out in a cold sweat. He was going to have to do this kind of thing in not too long.
Jason glanced up at his friend with a knowing eye. "You ready for this?" he asked with a smirk.
"Uhhh...." Moudy almost took a step back. Not in a long shot, he thought hastily. Sure, he lived here with the kids, but it was always Jason or Liz that took care of them. He just made sure they
"Hey! Thanks a million!" Jason called as he hustled from the house.
Moudy waved him off. "Have a good practice!"
It also gave her a chance to flip through the pregnancy book Jason had bought before the twins were born.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" he called out, "LIZ!"
Moudy glanced at the book dubiously. "Yeah, sure..." he said half-heartedly. He wasn't all that convinced anything in the book was going to make him better with kids...
Coach Powers raised the megaphone. "Come on Mickey! You need to be able to catch the throw!" Mickey grabbed the ball from the ground and shot Jason a glare.
Jason shrugged good-naturedly from across the field.
"Alright boys! Take a few laps and then go get showered up!" Coach called out.
And it was much nicer being able to use a machine rather than hand drying the stupid clothes.
The gypsy had told her that the love of her life had already been established & that he might come back to her.
She tried to take deep, calming breaths as she began to panic. She thought he was cute and he was great in bed. But, in college, she'd broken up with him because of the intense feelings she'd had for Jason. It hadn't seemed fair to him at the time.
Liz braced her hands on the washer. Oh plumbbob, but what if Jason was the love of her life? They could finish each other's sentences, they were both laid back and easy-going. They were so in-sync when it came to the girls.
She hated that he was a slob. It drove her nuts that he was constantly checking out girls boobs. And he was such a flirt! Even if they had chemistry - what would happen to their friendship if the relationship fizzled.
There was only one thing she could think of to do...
Moudy dropped the book. "Alone?" he stuttered.
"I'll be right back," she promised.
There was someone she needed to talk to...
Jason hooked his arm through hers. "You ready?" he asked, leading her to his car.
"You bet," Cheri smiled.
"Raincheck?" he asked desperately. "I haven't stayed away overnight from the girls..." he trailed off.
Cheri ran her fingers across his neckline, pouting prettily. "Figure it out quick," she said huskily, feeling her heart do a little flip. There was something so sexy about a doting daddy!
Jason resisted the urge to tug at his collar. Man, Cheri was such a hottie! He couldn't wait to get his hands on her body! "Believe me," he promised. "I'm working on it!"
"...Let me drive you home," he heard Jason saying.
Not wanting to be seen, Mickey hurried away without a word. He'd totally lost his appetite.
But, he was starting to think he wouldn't be able to handle two little kids!
"Come on! Come on! There's no need to cry!" he begged. "I gave you a bottle. I changed your diaper. What do you want?" he asked, starting to feel a little frantic.
The blonde kid had been crying non-stop for what felt like hours. Man, he hoped Jason or Liz got home soon, he thought as he rocked the kid back and forth.
Moudy shifted Liz to his other arm, letting her wail into his other ear for a little bit. "Oh you know, great..." he called out loudly to be heard over the girl's wails.
It was absolutely clear that she would be getting no help from that quarter...
Now what was she going to do?