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sweettaylor1213 · 5 years ago

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My Lover Secret Session experience 💗

First of all, I really appreciate Taylor. Thanks to Taylor, I have had the most wonderful time in my life. I'm not good at English, but I want to write about this experience.

On July 22, I received a DM from Taylor Nation on Twitter. TN sent me a message at 1AM Japan time, but I was working so I noticed it at 8PM the same day.

I felt that the time stopped when I saw this. Because the word that "CONFIDENTIAL MESSAGE!" was written there. I knew what this words meant. I never imagined that I would get a DM from Taylor Nation, so I thought this was a dream and read the message over and over again.

There was written that wanted to know my information, and I hurriedly replied. After that, I found out that I received the same message on Tumblr too so I also replied on there. The next day TN sent me a reply “Thanks :)” on Tumblr.

I was glad that TN read my reply. But I couldn't get any more replies a day later.

So I thought I lost some precious opportunity because of my late reply. I regretted my late reply and became sad. I felt very sad for this two days.

However, I received a call from TN on July 24th. TN contacted me at 11AM Japan time. In the United States, although it was late at night, TN chose a time when I could get a call for me.

I usually work from 10AM in the morning, and that day happened to start at a later time than usual. This coincidence allowed me to pick up a call from TN. I thanked this miracle.

On this phone, TN asked me where I lived and how old. And they also asked that I could come to LA and that I'm interested in the event. I tried to understand the English spoken by TN and of course I told them that I wanted to go to this event.

They carefully explained the details of the event to me. Since I was worried about my understanding, I checked with TN many times. Nevertheless, they took long time to help me understand. I really appreciate the kindness of TN.

I was in a hurry and prepared to go to LA. My parents were wondering about this invitation, but there was no option not to go to me. I had to keep this invitation secret after receiving this contact. I kept a secret to avoid this event being canceled.

August 4 I flew from Japan to LA. This was my first trip to the United States. I was excited and nervous for this few days.

And finally, on August 6, I went to the designated place for the meeting time. I was worried that this event would be not held until I met the person in charge.

When I finished the reception, there were already a lot of swifties. There were people I saw on SNS and my friend that I met before. I was very happy to meet them.

Some of the participants were invited from all over the world, of which two were Japanese. I was relieved that there was another Japanese person.

We waited for about an hour at the place, then divided into several cars and boarded and went to the venue. It wasn't Taylor's house but it was a very nice house.

First, I ate some snacks in the garden of the house. There are also sweets such as M&M's with "Lover" that I saw on SNS before, and I enjoyed it.

After eating and enjoying conversations with friends, I went to the living room. There was one chair, and I could predict that Taylor would sit on that chair. A few minutes later... TAYLOR ENTERED THE LIVING ROOM!!

Tears came out naturally after seeing Taylor because I realized that there was a person I loved the most in the world in front of me. I honestly doubted that I could meet Taylor until I actually saw her. I still remember the excitement at this time clearly.

At the secret session in the living room, Taylor told us a lot & introduced the album's songs. I'm not allowed to publish details such as what Taylor has told us and the theme of the song, but there is no doubt that this time was SO AMAZING!!!

We left the living room and returned to the garden. From there, we were called one by one and given time to talk with Taylor. I waited there for about 2 hours because I was called late. While I was waiting, I ate Lover cookie & handmade chocolate chip cookie. And I talked about the song with other participants and shared my impressions.

At last it was my turn and I entered the living room. That's means I COULD MET TAYLOR ALISON SWIFT!!!!

Taylor was there and greeted me with a huge smile. I was delighted that this moment I had dreamed of for many years came. I was trying to tell Taylor how much I appreciate you and how much I love you, but before that, she told me many times "Thank you!".

Taylor asked me where I came from. I told her that I was from Japan. Then she thanked me because I'm coming from far away.

I was really glad that Taylor knew my existence. Taylor told me "I saw your picture Moeka, you made a sign like a cat for the tour right?" I was moved by this words from her. I had never been noticed by her before, so I couldn't believe she knew me. I posted about the signboard more than half a year ago but she remembered my post. I was happy that she remembered it.

I also explained to Taylor about the dolls I made. When I told her that I deposited it with TN, she promised to receive it. I hope she actually sees my handmade doll. To give her this doll was one of my dreams.

After a little talk, Taylor suggested that I take a picture. The house had a balcony and the night view was so beautiful that she suggested that I take a picture with the night view in the background. Of course I was willing to accept it and I asked Taylor to hug with you and take a picture. Taylor accepted my hope and hugged me tightly.

I talked her much thanks for being invited here. And she said "Of cours!" to me.

Taylor always thanked me after taking the photo. I'm thankful to her so much, but she kindly talked to me a lot.

At the end, I told her my Tumblr account and asked me to find me. Then she said "Sure". And she told me to go back to Japan safety. She hoped for my safety and she was kind to the end.

I felt that my time with Taylor was very short. I couldn't tell everything I wanted to tell with tension. But this time is an irreplaceable treasure for me.

I have only been able to see her from a distance in the show so far, but this was the first time that I could actually have a conversation. She was a very beautiful and wonderful person.

She was always hold hands when I was talking. And she also hugged me many times, some of which crouched to my height. I realized her kindness many times.

I can't express my emotions well in words because of too much HAPPYYY!! :)

I received a present from TN and left the living room. These presents are really good and these became my treasure. Then I got on the bus and returned to the meeting place. I still couldn't believe that this wonderful thing happened to me.

After returning, I took a picture with my friend and returned to my hotel. Then I reported that "I MET TAYLOR" on Twitter. And many friends celebrated me.

The next morning the photo that ME & TAYLOR was sent to me from TN. I couldn't confirm the picture when I took it. So when I saw my photo, I knew Taylor was laughing with her teeth. It was my dream that Taylor's smile with her teeth, so I was impressed again to see this photo. My M&G photo is my favorite!

I was able to have this wonderful experience thanks to the support of many people. I thank all the friends who RTed my posts and tagged Taylor to my posts. Moreover, thanks to Taylor, I was able to get to know people from all over the world. This encounter is a miracle.

Some people may think that I don't deserve to meet Taylor. I don't even know if I deserve it. I'm sorry for taking your opportunity. I was just lucky.

I had never been noticed from Taylor so I thought I would never meet her for a lifetime. I was giving up my dream. However, Taylor knew me. My dream suddenly came true. She always sees swifties posts on Twitter, Instagram, and Tumblr. So never give up your dream. Your opportunity will come. I wish everyone happiness.

My English is not good. But thank you for reading till the end. I can't write all my experiences, but I'm glad if my happiness is conveyed to you.

Lastly, To Taylor. Thank you for making my dream come true. Definitely I will never forget this day. Of course I'll keep supporting you and I love you forever and always.

Lover Secret Sessions LA

- August 6th, 2019 🏹

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lindseyluvsdrag · 8 years ago

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Knocked Up Ch. 3

In case you missed it: Chapter 1, 2

“Come on, Vi,” Naomi urged her friend as the woman refused to get out of her BMW in the Girly Magazine parking lot. “I can'ttttt,” she wheezed. “I just can't face Sutan.” “Your desk is by the broom closet. I don't think you'll have to.” The woman let her face fall to the steering wheel. “Would you stop?” Naomi asked as she lifted Violet's head. But once she let go, the woman groaned miserably and let her face hit the hard rubber again. “Vi, cut it out before you give yourself a concussion!” “I hope I do,” she whimpered. Raven whipped into the parking lot two minutes before work was scheduled to start. She jumped out of her Jaguar. “What the hell are you bitches doing?” “Violet is having a moment,” Naomi informed. Raven sighed and approached the driver's side of her friend's car before pulling the box of eclairs out of her purse. She opened the case, allowing the sweet aroma to fill the air. Violet quickly raised her head and reached for one but Raven snatched the box back. “Ah, ah, ah. If I give you one of these, you have to promise to stop whining and be a productive member of society today. Okay?” “Fine,” she grumbled. Raven allowed the woman to grab one of the chocolate covered, cream filled pastries. “We literally have 45 seconds to get in there!” Naomi shouted. “Let's go!” The three of them dashed into the building and straight into the elevator. After pushing the button that corresponded with the sixth floor, Naomi glanced over at Violet and was shocked that half of the pastry was already gone. The woman held the eclair in both hands and evidence of her scarfing was found in the cream that was smudged on her upper lip. Naomi shook her head. “You look like a damn squirrel.” “Really?” “You have a bright red mark on your forehead from the steering wheel and you practically inhaled that eclair!” “Leave her alone, Naomi,” Raven defended. “She's happy.” “I'm happyyy,” Violet reiterated with a mouth full of cream and chocolate. Naomi patted her friend's head. “Good. Let’s keep it that way.” When the elevator doors slid open, the women dashed to their desks with seconds to spare. “Violet!” Sutan shouted over the intercom before the woman could even sulk about her new location in the office. Everyone turned in their seats to look at her. “Mind your fucking business, assholes,” Raven snapped at all of them. She grabbed the eclair from Violet's hand and wiped her upper lip. “Lemme see your teeth.” Violet flashed a wide grin. “You’re good.” “He’s going to kill me.” --- “I could kill you,” Sutan hissed at Violet as she sat in his office. The pink haired man in the metallic rainbow suit picked up the stack of magazines whose covers Violet had unfortunately graced, out loud as he tossed each them onto his desk in front of her. “New York Fashion Weak...as in weak stomach. Literal Vomit on the Runway. Chachki Blows Chunk-skis. Bile is the New Black’. Are you fucking kidding me?! Girly Magazine is now the laughing stock of the entire fashion world!” “I'm sorry,” she sniffled. “Do you have any type of explanation? And save your fucking chlamydia story for someone else. I just cleared up that rash that Jose gave me and I don't want any PTSD.”

Violet cleared her throat. “I... I..” she racked her brain for something she knew the man would sympathize with. “I hooked up with this guy right before the show...and I swallowed. It upset my stomach.”

Sutan gave her a glacial stare before pouting. “Awww, you poor thing! Isn't that the worst?!”

“It is indeed the worst.”

“Word of advice: don't blow sour guys.”

“Noted, Sir.”

Sutan sighed. “Alright. Just lay low until this whole thing blows over.”

“I can definitely manage that.”

“Good.”

Violet pushed herself out of the seat and approached the exit before the man stopped her.

“That forehead mark came from t-bagging, right? Rub a little olive oil on it and it'll go away really quickly.”

“Thank you, Sutan,” she replied before rushing out of the room. On her way to her desk, she passed Raven.

“You're aliveeeee.”

“For now,” she sighed. “Except Sutan now thinks I'm a slut.”

“You aren't?” she teased.

“Ha-ha. What are you working on?”

“Heels and how buying a size smaller than what you actually wear numbs your feet quicker so that you just give over wanting to die sooner.”

“Ouch. Sooo…”

“You just want another eclair, don't you?”

“Yes, please,” she chirped.

Raven handed the woman the entire box.

“Eeee! I love you.”

“I love you too, now go away.”

---

Although she met her mother for dinner every Monday night, Violet was extremely nervous as she climbed out of her car. She was grateful that the woman tended to be fashionably challenged and probably hadn't heard about vomit-gate. Violet dusted the eclair crumbs off of her lap and entered the overpriced Italian restaurant. The middle aged woman was already seated at their usually spot so when Violet made it to the table she sat down.

“Hi, Mom.”

“Hello, my darling. I already ordered your favorite.”

Violet knew that her favorite was chicken parmesan served with a glass of red wine. “Did you order wine?”

“Of course.”

“I need something else. I haven't been feeling well lately.”

Her mother gave her a look before staring intently.

“What?” Violet asked defensively.

She gasped. “Oh my God, you're pregnant.”

The woman was shocked. “How did you know?”

“Sweetheart, I've worked in a hospital for the past thirty years. I know pregnancy glow when I see it.”

“Mom, I see you three times a week. Why didn't you say anything before?”

“Well, I noticed the glow but I thought you were just finally getting some.”

“Mommm,” she whined in embarrassment.

The woman defensively raised her hands. “I'm just saying. This is the first time that you've declined a glass of wine.”

“Well...yeah, it's true.”

“Aww, my babyyy,” she squealed. “How far along are you?”

“About ten weeks.”

“And the father? Why haven't I met him?”

“Because he was a one night stand.”

The woman pursed her lips.

“Please don't start,” Violet groaned.

“I didn't say anything. But sweetie, you know there are...options.”

“I've already decided to keep it.”

“Oh, you strong women of the twenty-first century. I don't get it, but I love you and I'll be there for you.”

“I love you too. I haven't told Sutan yet because I really need my promotion and I can't have him taking it easy on me. So I'll just hold off until I begin to show at around six months.”

Her mother laughed.

“What's funny?”

“You thinking that you won't show until you're six months. Three months.”

“Are you serious? Rose didn't show until she was six months.”

“That’s because your sister is a freak of nature.”

The woman groaned. “This changes everything.”

“Don't be upset, sweetheart. Everything will be fine. Did you know that for every 2,000 babies, one is born with a tooth?”

Her eyes grew wide. “I think I'll take that glass of wine now.”

---

12 weeks pregnant

---

“At twelve weeks, your baby is the size of a plum,” Raven read off of her phone in the doorway of the bathroom while Violet vomited in the toilet. “Ooo, also at twelve weeks your baby is opening and closing his or her fingers and curling his or her toes!”

“Raven, please,” Violet groaned.

“Whattt? These are very important things that you should know about your child.”

“You're making me even more nauseous.”

“It's not me, blame your kid.”

She retched again. “This kid is killing me.”

“Aww, the little miracle doesn't mean ittttt,” Naomi said as she continued to hold her friend's hair.

When Violet finished, she flushed the toilet prior to standing. She quickly brushed her teeth and returned to the couch. “This little miracle is the devil.”

“Ooo, that'd be a cute name,” Raven joked.

“Speaking of names, any thoughts?” Naomi asked. “I'm obsessed with the fact that you and your siblings are all named after flowers.”

“Rose, Aster, Violet,” Raven listed.

“Like, how are you going to top that?”

“Name him Petunia.”

“Him?” Violet asked.

“I think you're having a boy.”

Naomi disagreed. “I think it's a girl. A cute, little fashionista like us.”

“Awww. That sounds precious. But in all honesty, I want a boy.”

“Yes!” Raven cheered. “And the name Petunia will keep the family tradition going.”

Violet rolled her eyes before a sudden rage overwhelmed her. “Where the fuck is our Chinese food?!”

“Vi, it's only been fifteen minutes since we ordered it,” Naomi reminded.

“But I'm hungry nowwww,” the woman whined before she began to hyperventilate. “I-I-I wa-wa-want f-f-food!”

“Okay, okay. How about I run out and get you something?” Naomi offered.

“Please,” she sniffled.

“Is pizza okay?”

Violet nodded.

“And I thought the baby was demonic,” Raven teased.

“Oh my God, please take her with you. I can not deal.”

“Aww, you’re kicking me out?”

“Yes! But only until I get food.”

“Fair enough. Let me get my shoes.” Raven made her way to the coat closet by the front door, opened it and retrieved the large plastic bag that contained her heels. “You're so extra.”

“Do you have any idea how many germs you track around on your shoes? I don't want that shit in my house.”

“I don't want that shit in my houseee,” Raven mocked in a high-pitched tone that earned her a pillow to the butt.

“Go get my food!”

“When pregnant women attack,” she laughed before she and Naomi exited.

---

Raven and Naomi walked a block to the local pizzeria but groaned when they saw how long the line was.

“By the time we get back, she’ll totally be a pregzilla,” Raven sighed.

“I know right. Let's go somewhere else.”

As Naomi turned on her heel, she bumped right into the stranger. “Oh my God, I'm so sorry...hi,” she exhaled.

“Hi,” the tall, dark and handsome man replied. “Why the rush, beautiful?”

The woman bashfully tucked her hair behind her ear. “It's just way too crowded in here.”

“That's usually a sign that the food is good.”

“But I’m in a hurry.”

The man extended his hand. “Then follow me.”

As she considered, Naomi shot her friend a quick glance that made Raven frown. “What did your mother tell you about talking to strangers?”

“If they have a nice smile and good conversation then it's okay.”

“Um, no.”

Naomi ignored her friend as she threw caution to the wind and grabbed the man's hand. He then carefully led her through the crowd right to the counter. “What'll you have?” he asked her.

“A large pepperoni and bacon with pineapple on one half.”

“Sounds delicious.” He turned to the teenager working the register. “You heard the lady.”

“Yes, Sir,” he replied as he punched in her order.

About a minute later, the boy handed the man the box. He scrawled something on the side of it in permanent marker prior to turning and handing it to Naomi with a smile. “On the house.”

When she accepted it, the woman was bursting at the seams with curiosity. “So do you work here?”

“At Bob’s Pizzeria? No...but I'm Bob. I own it.”

“Ooh! That's amazing.”

“So is your smile.”

The woman's cheeks turned a rosy hue. “Thank yo-” she stopped and turned when Raven tapped her shoulder.

“Pregzilla,” she reminded.

“Oh, yeah. I’m sorry but I have to go. It was really nice meeting you, Mr. Bob.”

“Call me Bob. Bob the pizza guy.”

She giggled. “Thank you for the pizza, Bob the pizza guy.”

“Alright, alright,” Raven rushed as she pulled her friend towards the exit.

“Wait, I didn't catch your name!” Bob shouted after her.

“It's Naomi!”

“Wanna go out sometime?!”

“Yes!”

“Call me! My number’s on the box!”

“Oka-” Raven practically yanked the woman out of the door but Naomi quickly snatched away.

“Jesus, what's your problem?!”

“Stop flirting with strangers! We need to get back to Vi.”

“It only took me like two seconds!”

“Well… even that was too long. And you don't even know him. He could be a psychopath or something.”

Naomi rolled her eyes. “Whatever,” she said as she continued to walk.

Raven internally cursed herself before taking a deep breath and rushing to catch up with the woman. “Naomi, I'm sorry.”

“I knowww. You just want to look out for meee.”

The woman coughed to hide her blushing. “Of course.”

“Aww,” Naomi squealed as she looped her free arm around the other woman's. “I love you, bestie.”

Her smile was soft. “I love you too.”

---

By the time the women made it back to Violet's condo, the Chinese food had arrived and the pregnant woman was already chowing down on it.

“Oh, do you want me to put the pizza in the fridge?” Naomi asked.

“Noooo, I want that too.”

The woman opened the box and placed it on the dining room table with the other food. She grabbed the teriyaki chicken and a fork. “Oh my God, you won't believe how I got the pizza! I literally bumped into the owner of the shop and he's super hot and apparently he thought I was hot too since he gave it to me for free. He's Bob of Bob's Pizzeria. I'm totally calling him tonight.”

“Aww, yayyy,” Violet cheered as she demolished her second egg roll.

Raven scoffed. “He looked like a fucking weirdo to me. I don't think you should even bother calling him.”

“Funny. I thought the same thing about you when Violet introduced us,” Naomi teased as she took another bite.

“Ha-Ha.”

Naomi blew the other woman a truce kiss and it made her stomach flutter.

“I think I'm going call it a night.”

“Really?” Violet asked. “It's still early.”

“Yeah, it's been a long day.” As she always did, she kissed Violet's cheek then made her way over to Naomi. She gently pressed her lips against the woman's soft skin, quickly realizing that it was beginning to mean more and more each time that she did it. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

“She seemed tired,” Naomi commented after Raven's exit. “She was kinda cranky while we were out.”

“How come?” Violet asked just as her phone began to ring. “Hold that thought.” She frowned at the unfamiliar digits but answered anyway. “Hello?”

“Hey...Violet?”

The vaguely familiar voice made the woman's stomach lurch. “Matthew?”

“Yeah. I'm here in New York and I was wondering if we could meet up somewhere?”

Violet flailed her arms, urging her friend over as she put the phone on speaker. “Y-You're in New York? Why?”

“To see you,” he said as if it was obvious. “I really need to speak to you.”

“You're speaking to me now.”

“This would be better in person.”

She exhaled loudly. “Okay.”

“How does Central Park sound?”

“Umm...um..” she mumbled as she looked to Naomi for suggestions.

Say yes! she mouthed. See what he has to say.

“Sure, Matthew. I can meet you there in fifteen minutes.”

“Perfect. Um, I guess I'll see you then. Bye.”

“Bye.” Violet hung up and began to scream. “What do you think he wants? Ughh. I'm not mature enough for this.”

“Meeting up with the baby daddyyyy,” Naomi teased.

“Ughhhhh,” she groaned before pushing herself out of her seat. “I need to get ready!”

“Ready for what?”

“I have to look good while meeting up with him to show him how amazing I'm doing without him.”

“Fair enough.”

Violet threw on a black blouse paired with designer jeans and her favorite red Louboutins. For added chicness, she slicked her hair back into a ponytail and added a bright red shade to her lips.

“Aww, you look so cute,” Naomi complimented.

“Cute enough to meet up with a baby daddy that I never wanted just to tell him to leave me alone forever?”

“Definitely. You look like you mean business.”

“Good. Do I look pregnant?”

“Nope.”

“Even better!” she laughed. “I'll see you in a little bit. Don't go anywhere so I can talk shit when I get back.”

“I wouldn't miss it for the world.”

“Love youuuu,” she said as made her way towards the front door, removing the sanitary shoe covers before exiting.

Naomi took another bite of rice and teriyaki before dialing the number on the pizza box.

“Thank you for calling Bob's Pizzeria,” a female answered. “How may I help you?”

“Um, hi. Is Bob there?” Naomi couldn't help but feel awkward for asking.

The girl laughed before going quiet. “Oh, wait. You're serious?”

“Yes…”

“Oh... hold on.”

There was commotion in the background that ended when the man picked up the phone. “Hello?” he asked, clearly on edge.

His tone made her reluctant to speak. “Hi...Bob? It's Naomi from earlier.”

“Oh! Wait, what are you doing calling this number?”

“You told me that your number was on the box.”

The man cackled. “Yeah, the one I wrote it in permanent marker! This number is just the general number for customers.”

The woman was completely embarrassed. “Oh my God, I'm such an idiot.”

“No you aren't. I really should've pointed it out but I think I'm Rudolph Valentino or somebody.”

She giggled.

“So listen, I want to take you out. You choose when and where and I'll do the rest.”

“I'd like that.”

“Good. Well, let me know and call me on my personal number next time. Unless you want a pizza.”

“Noted,” she laughed. “Bye.”

“Alright. Goodbye, beautiful.”

The second that the man hung up, Naomi did a dance around the room as the butterflies frantically fluttered inside of her stomach.

---

Violet sauntered down the cobblestone path that weaved through the park and when she spotted the man she rolled her eyes at his outfit choice; a white Adventure Time T-shirt and wrinkled jeans.

Matt pushed himself off of the bench and attempted to adjust himself but it was pointless.

“You do realize that you're wearing white after labor day?” she asked.

“Yeah...so?”

“So?! You're breaking a fashion amendment.”

“Well you have enough fashion sense to make up for the entire Western hemisphere.”

The woman fought the urge to smile at the complement. “What are you doing in New York, Matthew?”

“I moved here.”

Violet was completely taken aback. “A-A-Are you serious?”

“As a heart attack. I'm in debt because of it, but I'm hoping it'll be worth it.”

“You're hoping what will be worth it?”

“Being closer to you therefore being closer to the baby! Oh my God and you call me slow,” he said with a chuckle.

“Matthew, I don't want you closer to me or my baby. What part of that don't you understand? You're barely fit for society and it's laughable when you're even suggested as a potential parent. So just hop back in whatever car you flagged down in your hitchhiking to get here and go back to Los Angeles.” Violet turned on her heel and began to walk away.

Matt pulled the jumbo marshmallow from his pocket and tossed it at her, successfully hitting her arm. The woman gasped and quickly turned around. “Did you just throw a marshmallow at me?!”

“Yes! You're gonna listen to me and you're gonna listen good. That's my kid swimming ten thousand leagues under your sea and I'm entitled to be around for every step of its life! My father was the definition of a shitty parent, so I'm here and I'm going to take care of my child whether you like it or not!”

Violet folded her arms but when she saw the passion in the man's eyes she nearly took pity on him. “Okay, Matthew. But you’ll only get one chance. Don't fuck it up.”

The man grinned. “I won't.”

“Where are you staying?”

“At the Motel Six onnn…hold up,” Matt said as he pulled the map from his pocket. He unfolded it. “Onnnn..”

“You've got to be kidding me,” the woman grumbled as she palmed her face. “Who uses maps anymore?”

“Well, my new phone,” he said as he pulled the flip phone from his other pocket, “doesn't have a GPS.”

The outdated device gave Violet an instant headache. “So that's why I didn't recognize the number you were calling from.”

“Nopeee. I upgraded.”

“I see. So, do you have job?”

“I've only been in New York for three hours but I'm definitely looking.”

“How are you paying for a motel?”

The man stared down at his Converse. “My mom let me borrow her credit card until further notice.”

Violet was floored. “Oh my God!”

“I know, I know, but she has a $500 limit so I'm good for awhile. As long as I keep living off of marshmallows.”

“So you just threw your dinner at me?! Matthew this is ridiculous. You're mooching off of your mother and straining resources that don't belong to you. Just go back to Los Angeles until I'm like eight months and-”

“No! I'm determined to make this work and I'll pay back every single person that I owe once I find a job.”

“And if you don't find one before the $500 is gone?”

“Let's try not to think about that.”

“No, we have to think about that now! I need security in my life and you…” she paused when she felt more nausea hit her.

“You okay?”

“Yeah...just a little morning sickness.”

He was puzzled. “But it's five in the afternoon.”

She shot him a look. “You really are the slow one. Morning sickness can occur at any time during the day.” The woman's breathing was labored as she fanned herself.

Matt fished a peppermint from his pocket and offered it to the woman.

“What's that?”

“My dessert but it can also double as something that will soothe your stomach.”

Violet reluctantly accepted the mint, unwrapped it and placed it in her mouth. It took a minute, but her nausea eventually began to subside.

“Better?”

She nodded.

“Helping my baby: one mint at a time,” he said smugly.

The woman rolled her eyes. “I'm getting really tired. I'm going to get going.”

“Do you live near here?”

“I do.”

“No need to walk you home then?”

“Not at all.”

“So...I'll see you tomorrow?”

“I have to work.”

“Afterwards? For dinner?”

“I can't survive on fucking marshmallows, Matthew.”

“I know, I know. I'll get you a real meal, I swear.”

Violet suppressed the urge to call the man pathetic and simply nodded. “Fine.”

“Awesome,” he said excitedly.

“Alright. Goodnight.”

Violet turned to leave but Matt's voice calling her name made her turn around. “What?”

He nervously rubbed his neck as he worked up the courage to ask the next question. “Can I...um..could I...feel your belly?”

The woman's upper lip curled in disgust but she quickly reminded herself that she'd promised to give the man a chance. “Sure.”

He beamed with excitement as he approached her and with a nervous yet gentle touch, he placed his hand over the woman's stomach.

“Wow,” he exhaled. “Do you know the gender yet?”

“No. It's still too soon to determine.”

Matt sighed in relief. “Then I haven't missed much.”

“Nope. Just lots of whining and food tantrums.”

“I'll take everything that comes with the baby territory,” he assured.

The corners of Violet's lips slightly curled upward.

“What is that?”

“What?” she asked as she looked down at her stomach.

“You're smiling,” he teased.

Violet rolled her eyes and swiftly turned to storm off. “Goodnight, Matthew!”

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