Sometimes the Hardest Thing and the Right Thing are the Same ; for <user site="livejournal.com" user

[bestintention]

One encounter.

One decision to go out, a few drinks, and a very attractive, very flirty guy wearing down her defenses led to his apartment. His bed. And a night full of things Maddie thought she'd never be doing. And now, months later, it's obvious that one of those decisions hadn't been the right one.

She sits in his office, having told the receptionist that it was urgent to see him, and she waits. She fidgets with her fingers, looks around nervously, and considers bolting. But after months of searching with no luck whatsoever, she caught a news story one morning, getting ready for class. And there he was: Tyler Green. The father of her soon to be born baby.

Yeah, it's probably a good idea to at least let him know. Even if she's scared to death of his reaction. This was the right thing to do, right?

...

Right?

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[bestintention.livejournal.com]

Well, it was better than being ignored, that's for sure. She doesn't think anything of it as she pokes through the refrigerator shelves, finally finding cream cheese, and a container of strawberries. Now, to find a bagel. That wasn't difficult, though, as it wasn't hard to find the bread box and peek inside. She's easy enough to please, no going out of his way to cook anything elaborate. Fruit and that bagel, maybe some milk.

Coffee would be amazing, but probably not the best idea while she was in this condition. She can smell it from where she stands, though, and that was about as good as it was going to get for her. Coffee. She can't wait for the day that she can have that first cup after a long time away.

Cutting the bagel in half, taking a moment to find the toaster - snacking on a berry while she waits. Trying to ignore the fact that she feels like she's ... taking over his place, which isn't what she wants to feel like at all.

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He finally turned the stove off and dished bacon and eggs onto a plate before he was grabbing a glass of orange juice and going to take a seat at the counter. Before long, though, his eyes found her and he was fixed on her.

"So how long do we technically have until," he paused a moment as he thought of the proper way to say it. "You know, until the whole kid thing?"

It wasn't so much that he had forgotten, just that he needed to be reassured they did still have time. Even if it was just a couple of weeks. How much time until his spacious apartment turned into a nursery ground.

[bestintention.livejournal.com]

It still takes a few minutes before her bagel is all toasted and loaded up with cream cheese and she's able to sit, groaning softly as she does. Yes, she's only been standing for a few minutes, but it's been a few minutes too much. The silence isn't exactly what she would call comfortable, but she manages to eat without feeling too self-conscious.

She's surprised when Tyler speaks, and she looks up, hand immediately touching her (admittedly) huge belly. "Oh, right, yes - about a month left, unless she happens to come early."

Not long, but hopefully not so soon that he can't acclimate - although, honestly, there probably wasn't enough time for him to get ready or come to terms with the fact that soon, a tiny baby would be taking residence here. God, does Maddie ever feel guilty, all over again.