From hopeful bar talk to a screaming sister, Ken’s evening turns to chaos with just one inopportune phone call. Labor. Well, he promised to get his sister to the hospital when her time came. But why tonight, when things at the bar look so promising?<br><br>The ride goes fairly smoothly despite a police chase, but things turn rough when a male ER nurse accuses him of being a straight pervert. Things go downhill from there, and Ken figures he’ll never get to know this sexy-looking nurse, Monty, any better.<br><br>But days later, while back at the same bar, the door opens and, to Ken’s surprise, an apology walks in. Will it be enough?

From Here to Maternity

There was this one time when she was about seven, and I was five. She had just had her first few piano lessons, and I was jealous as could be.


“Can you teach me some?” I asked her, and she had replied, “You see these keys? They each have a letter, and the letters spell out a phrase, an important phrase for boys, especially.” I preened and begged her tell me. Reluctantly, she had said, “Well, all right, it’s Every Good Boy Devours Flies.”


Twenty minutes later, I returned proudly and opened my mouth to show her what a good boy I was.


Smiling at the memory, I thought, Push it, bitch


After a while, old green eyes came in. This time, I caught a glimpse of his nametag, and it read “Monty,” a far cry from Mohammed, and I wasn’t sure if I cared or not if he had taken offense. He glared at me, and then his eyes rested on the man with the white face, who was chewing his fingernails.


Chapter 3