Everything was going fine. We hadn't fought in days, almost a week. I was even considering asking him if he wanted to try to make this into a real relationship.
But no, Mikko just couldn't keep his life drama free.
Nikki and I came back from the store after indulging in a girlie day. We had bought some baby bottles and even a cute unisex blanket. I was actually happy. I was thinking that this life could be pretty cool.
When I set the bags down on the couch, I heard rustling above me, coming from my room. No one was supposed to be here.
Then I heard a woman's voice try to say something quietly. I looked at Nikki, and she was shaking her head.
"That son-of-a-bitch!" she said in disbelief.
I quickly made my way upstairs to see Mikko pulling on his shirt and an underwear clad woman trying to put her pants on quickly.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!" I yelled. "In my fucking bed?!"