Xandry

BLAINE

Ben started munching the protein chocolate bar after I’d done buckling him at the back seat, then I started the ignition of my car. I pulled out from the driveway of our two-story small country house— my parents’ gift on my twenty-second birthday last month.

I gave birth to Ben when I was only seventeen and his father was not in the picture anymore. Ignoring people calling me a bitch was difficult on my part, but I stood up for my own decision the moment I confirmed I was pregnant.

I was so overwhelmed with joy and for being a newly single mom-- it made me burst into tears. It was the best feeling in the world when I first cuddled my son after eighteen hours of labor.

“Why do we stay at Nana and Dada, Mommy?” Ben gabbled.

I looked at him through the rearview mirror. “What I said about talking when your mouth is full, Ben?”

“Mommy.”

“Yes, baby?”

“I’m already a big guy.”

“You’ll always be my baby, Ben.”

“Why are we staying with Nana and Dada?”

“Your Auntie B arrived last night. We’ll stay there for two days.”

“Am I allowed to eat Nana’s cookies and pies?”

“Of course, but not before each meal, okay?” My parents spoiled Ben so much since he was the first grandchild of the family. They gave him everything that I couldn’t afford. Even at a young age, my parents already exposed him to gizmos which I was against over their decisions. The only thing I agreed upon was the Smartwatch because of the GPS program installed. I just loved my son so much and he was the best thing that had ever happened to me. Ben was an intelligent kid and understood the reason why did I limit his screen time.

I turned right off the street toward the iron-wrought gate. The yellow lamps illuminated from my parent’s French-style house. The DIY jar lanterns hanging from the trees were already lit up. They danced along to the wind creating a stunning and bedazzling glow around them.

Mom and Dad were thrilled when Bianca informed their forthcoming visit. Of course, they had planned everything meticulously, and the first on their long lists was to order Dahlia, lilies, and tulips since Mom had only daffodils, Gerbera, black-eyed Susan, coral bells, and Marigold at her flower beds that Dad had to hire a landscaper for them.

I pulled the car to stop. Meeting Kyland’s family was giving me a knot in my stomach. Even my labor never made me antsy. Okay, it was a lie because the pain was indescribable.

What if they won’t like us? I released a deep breath.

“Are you ready, baby boy?” I hopped out of the car and opened the door for Ben, and that was when I heard footsteps approaching.

“Sis!”

I turned to Bianca’s voice on my back. “Bitch.”

“Mommy, that’s a bad word.”

“B, oh, my God! I missed you so much.” I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tightly.

She looked at me from head to toe. “Wow!

Ben called my

B.” I unlatched his seat belt and helped my son

Ben is that you?” B knelt in front of my son who was already pouting because of the nickname B gave him. Bianca held his arms and

he’s my little

kissing him on his cheeks, and Ben kept wiping them off. “Look at you, you grew

you at my birthday last year, B.” I rolled my eyes. She wasn’t able to come last month when Kyland was in the hospital for two days.

your birthday day, but I missed

voice called from B’s back. That must be Kyland. He stopped and smiled. “You must

I felt Ben’s tiny

scared me, but Kyland was the exception. He looked intimidating in person than in pictures. With piercings on his brow, nose, lower lip, and tattoos peeking

humble abode and to the family, Kyland.” I released Ben’s hand and gave

my baby beside me and bent with amusement. “And who

Mommy?” Ben scowled

is like

Mommy doesn’t like guys,” Ben replied, making Kyland laugh.

I’m

that?” Ben

about that. Ben

a smart kid. Nice to meet you,

tentatively bumped his tiny fist to Kyland then smiled, showing his toothy grin.

our bags like they weigh nothing.

looked scary,” I affirmed and bumped my arm into her causing her to giggle.

“Scary?”

“Scary hot.” I rolled my eyes

Ben was already walking toward the door like he used to do.

“Seriously, how are you, Blaine?” She snaked her arm

him. It also broke her when she found out I was pregnant and my boyfriend ignored me and left out of town. The last time I saw him was when

I’m happy

“Not dating?”

my head. “Heck no! I need to focus on work. I have a kid to feed and nobody wants to date

not true, Blaine. You’re a hot

cheer me up but I doubted

only saying that because I’m your big sister, silly. You look

shape after

inside so that you can meet

in the entire house. There were sets of eyes staring at me, making me feel self-conscious.

“Guys, this is my little sister Blaine.”

voice of my sister as I glanced at the people sitting on the sofa in awe. Were these people real? Did they just come

you look beautiful.” Cam pulled me into a hug. We

with a post-orgasmic bliss,” I whispered the last three words.

underwear model. “Pyke here, milady.” He took my hand and kissed it,

“You better stop it, man, if you don’t want to bust your

meet you, Blaine. I’m

“I know, but you look nice in person than in the

brow knitted.

said, Pyke,” Bianca interjected.