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Naturally, darling

You Are High Heeled Boots

You are incredibly sexy. There's no way you could hide it, so you just flaunt it.

You are a naturally talented flirt. You make everyone feel fascinating and attractive.

You have a wild streak. You like to have fun, and your idea of fun is pretty outrageous.

You dare to be yourself and life courageously. People respect you for it.

What Kind of Boots Are You?

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I'm sure they do somewhere on the black market.

No, he didn't... I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try and call him, even if for the first time in my life I'm actually scared. Who's getting married? And I don't know. It depends what happens.

Yeah, I'd rather just be happy with what I've got.

He might be away for work. He was away the day you found out. Riley and his sister are having a double wedding.

I'm sure Pat's very happy with what you've got, too.

Yeah, I know. Which is why I haven't been panicking. Just trying to work out if he's even... I don't know. Forget it. Congratulations... that's very trendy of them.

Yeah, he's enjoying being a godfather.

I doubt this is something you can just shove to the side and hope it goes away, Harri. I know Riley said you still had time, but I don't think he meant you had the whole nine months.

But you still want to give him kids?

Can't I just have three months of the nine months? I don't want to lose him, but I've probably already lost him. Kids weren't in his plan. He didn't expect me to be such a fucking complication.

I've always wanted kids. It's just not going to happen. Us gay guys tend to resign ourselves to that fact.

Wouldn't you already be, like, nearly two months in that three months anyway? To be fair, his plan isn't really his plan. He's Secret Service. His life belongs to the government. Getting someone knocked up probably came with the equivalent blow of failing a case.

You don't want to adopt? Use a surrogate?

Okay, five months, then. And I know... I do. Just I'm pregnant and hormonal and apparently I get insecure and self-pitying. And so bloody sodding horny! Fuck.

Not anymore.

I don't really know what I can suggest to help you, love.

Why not?

Can I come and mope in Princeton? I won't get in the way.

The surrogate uterus is kind of occupied.

Sure, I'm not doing much. Pat's friend's wife had a baby on St Patrick's Day and then Tara went out and got piss-blind drunk leading to Lachlan acting weirdly. Everyone's just keeping their distance. Pat's actually out having lunch with Tara's Mum so I was just hanging about.

Think of this as a practice run. I'll be more prepared to be a surrogate after this.

I'll come soon, then. Why would her husband act weirdly after Tara got blind drunk? Did she do something wrong?

No, you're already hating being pregnant. If you keep the kid, you won't have time for anything like that anymore. I would never ask it of you. It's alright. I'm lucky to have a fiance who loves my bits off.

No one knows. Pat's really worried because Lachlan seems really upset. I got that sense too. He's usually really approachable and friendly, but he's not even making eye contact much. I don't think she did anything, but if she did, he's not saying and she doesn't remember.

I'm hating feeling alone and pregnant and not sure what I'm supposed to do. There's a difference. I'm sorry I accidentally got my uterus occupied. I would have been your surrogate without question. You are... I'm so happy for you both.

It's not something to do with Lachlan being worried about where she was? Maybe he was just overly concerned because of the coma?

What you're supposed to do is ring him and talk to him. You're upset, could well be that he is too.

She was with her Dad. I don't think that would be it. She's been hungover for two days and Lachlan's just going through the motions quietly. It's almost like he's gotten some bad news.

Does this mean you won't let me come until I talk to him?

That's... well, I don't know what it is. You've never acted weird when I've been hungover.

No. I'm not holding your personal life ransom.

I'm thinking Lachlan's never with his wife either. Plus, Lachlan snapped at Riley and Pat the morning after and just wanted to be alone. I don't know, I mean, maybe there is a chance Lachlan's done something?

Because you love me.

Something must have happened, then. Maybe. I don't exactly know them well, so I couldn't say. It does sound strange from what I do know.

That, and I've learnt the hard way how to just deal with shit.

It is strange. I mean, I'm knowing them better now. We spend a lot of time visiting them and they've just always been peachy as a couple. Like a pin-up marriage, or something. But they've got a lot beyond the exterior, I know. I keep trying to suggest what might be wrong to Pat, but he just keeps coming back to something going on in Lachlan's head. They've been best friends since they were 10. I guess it was like when you were shutting me out.

Damn your Canadian logic.

Sometimes we just feel like we're not supposed to burden anyone else with it, or even if it's a problem we have, like maybe it'll make it worse to talk to someone else about it. I don't know, it was a fucked up thing to do, and I'm still sorry. I didn't shut you out with the baby...

I know you don't think I get the whole rice grain in the uterus thing because I have a cock, but I get something on some level. I'm getting married who might wake up one day soon and never walk again. My nursing abilities are your rice grain.

No, but you probably wanted to. Thank god for small miracles. Something's still wrong with this picture. How long have you been dating him now?

You're more ready for this than me. You and Pat are... you're perfect for each other, love. And you have him. He has you. There's mutual having.

Depends upon your definition of dating. We've been mutually seeing each other for a little while. I'm not really sure when. We only met in December.

I'm not ready for it, love. I still end up in fucking tears when he's pleading with me to stop the physio because it hurts too much. I'm doing it because I love him.

It's veering awfully close to April and I still haven't met him. Two babies have been born and I put a ring on my fiance's finger and I still haven't met your boyfriend.

Oh, love... I wish I knew what to do to help.

You never wanted to meet him, did you? You hate him. And he's not my boyfriend right now. I don't know what he is, other than the accidental father of my rice grain. Do you really want to meet him?

There's nothing you can, but don't think I don't understand what it's like to go through something out of your control. Because I do. Every single day.

Did I ever once say I didn't want to meet him? And you two better get your fucking fingers out and decide what you are, if only for the kid's sake.

Which is why I'm coming to Princeton for a little while. I don't know what I'd do without you.

Maybe? Yes? No? I don't know. I'll add it on my list to leave on his voicemail.

Oh, see? You are shitty with his lifestyle. You get shitty when he's not around. The voicemail comment speaks loudly.

I'm being PRACTICAL. He's either not going to talk to me because of work, or he's not going to pick up because he's still processing.

So, the phone is the only form of communication, isn't it? And there I was thinking mouths and feet got the job done. He's going to come back eventually. You told me he didn't fuck off totally.

Can't visit someone who's not home, or at the office. I might have already tried, but that's between you and me. He didn't... And he does. Come back, I mean. Which usually just makes me more confused.

Why does it make you confused. He's told you he can go at the drop of a hat... and does. Has he ever once told you he wasn't coming back?

Because he keeps telling me he can't give me what I need, blah blah, and every time he does show up... that's all I need. I don't actually need him hovering around me 24/7, I just want him here when he can be. And no, but he'd probably tell me he couldn't tell me because he doesn't even know himself because of work.

Do you really think if he wasn't interested in you, he would just keep string you along and not tell you outright? Wow, he must be a bigger arsehole than I originally thought.

No... not really. He's not an arsehole, he's had to change his whole entire life because of a job he's passionate about. It just got done in the worst possible way.

Well, see. Stop stressing about it and just wait until you can talk to him.

Yes, sir.

I'm going to leave now. Make sure you have tira misu and gay porn ready. Or just the gay porn, and I'll bring the cake.

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