Chapter 5

"Alright, baby, Desmond. Elliot's chased you all the way here. Why don't you just go back with him? You've made your point."

"See how worried he is about you?"

Summer waddled over, cradling her belly. She shot Elliot a playful glare.

"Elliot, why'd you sprint off like that? Weren't you supposed to be taking me to my prenatal checkup? This little rascal must've sensed you were gone and started acting up again."

I couldn't care less about Summer's little act. "What's the deal? You carrying some kind of demon in there? Is it throwing a rave at three months? Or maybe it knows what kind of woman its mama is and it's trying to turn tricks already."

"You! Oh, Elliot, my stomach!" Summer instantly switched into character, her face contorting in pain as she clutched Elliot's arm.

Elliot panicked. "Desmond, why are you picking fights with a pregnant woman? Why are you always so unforgiving? You didn't used to be like this."