For someone who just had an orgasm, she looked pretty pissed. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about it,” I said, carefully judging her reaction. “But I think we should get a house before the baby comes.” Jade pushed me away, and started righting her clothes. Our sense of reckless abandon had dissipated, as did the tenderness with which we experienced our daughter’s first movement. “I’m going to go ahead and assume that you’ve already started looking for properties,” she replied, jumping from the kitchen counter. I couldn’t argue because she knew me well. When I had my mind set on something I wasted little to no time getting it. “I just had my dad get some listings in the area, Jade. It’s not a big deal.” She huffed, crossing her arms over her stomach. I was painfully aware of the hard on tenting my pajama bottoms, and even an argument wouldn’t make it magically disappear.
