06-04-2025, 04:27 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-05-2025, 02:03 AM by Emily Shale-Vanders.)
Natalie was fine - at least she was displaying as such. Emily hadn’t been concerned about Natalie, but it was nice to know she was okay all the same. At the very least, her reply seemed completely genuine and Emily knew that her friend lowered her guard around Emily. They had a lot of trust in each other. It was something that came easy to the two friends. She knew that was a rarity for Natalie and Emily was glad to oblige.
”Im glad to hear that. I know a trip to London…well…you know.,” Emily said, her gaze warm, bright, and disarming.
The timing had been inconvenient. It was the main reason Natalie hadn’t been able to be at their wedding. Of course Natalie had shown up at the reception, but had been unable to stay. Emily bore no grudge at that. She knew why Natalie hadn’t entered the hall, and it was far more important than an appearance. Emily decided not to press the issue, feeling as if Jay was a hit button issue right now. At least for now, she’d play it by ear.
Natalie was okay with water, and Emily noticed the smile that accompanied her face as she took a look at the menu - a knowing smile that showed Natalie had guessed Emily’s little secret, an idea that was reinforced when Natalie said she was glowing. Natalie’s smile was met with a similar smile from Emily - one that showed that Natalie had guessed right.
”Thank you,” she said, a slight blush coming to her face. The honeymoon was great! Italy is beautiful - even in November. A month away from work was also good. It was certainly hard to come back. Glad I have good staff. They contacted me once and were told firmly to not do it again unless the building was burning to the ground. It was the first and last time they called me.” Emily and Jared had done some touristy stuff, but they had spent far more time inside than out. ”Rome and the Vatican were near, but I liked Florence and the Tuscany countryside more.”
The waitress came back then to take their food orders. ”Ill have the baked chicken please with roasted vegetables. And could I also get a bowl with some pickles in it?” the woman smiled at her, gave her an affirmative before taking Natalie’s order. She had hated pickles a week ago. Now she always wanted them.
Emily turned to Natalie after the waitress had left. ”So…cat out of the bag…” she sighed contentedly, too excited to keep the “secret” any longer - at least with Natalie. ”Im pregnant. Due August.” Emily was positively beaming. She knew it was early and she probably shouldn’t be telling people, and she hadn’t told many. Family and Natalie. And Emily couldn’t keep it from Natalie. Bedsides - a gut feeling told her this pregnancy would go through without a hitch.
”Im glad to hear that. I know a trip to London…well…you know.,” Emily said, her gaze warm, bright, and disarming.
The timing had been inconvenient. It was the main reason Natalie hadn’t been able to be at their wedding. Of course Natalie had shown up at the reception, but had been unable to stay. Emily bore no grudge at that. She knew why Natalie hadn’t entered the hall, and it was far more important than an appearance. Emily decided not to press the issue, feeling as if Jay was a hit button issue right now. At least for now, she’d play it by ear.
Natalie was okay with water, and Emily noticed the smile that accompanied her face as she took a look at the menu - a knowing smile that showed Natalie had guessed Emily’s little secret, an idea that was reinforced when Natalie said she was glowing. Natalie’s smile was met with a similar smile from Emily - one that showed that Natalie had guessed right.
”Thank you,” she said, a slight blush coming to her face. The honeymoon was great! Italy is beautiful - even in November. A month away from work was also good. It was certainly hard to come back. Glad I have good staff. They contacted me once and were told firmly to not do it again unless the building was burning to the ground. It was the first and last time they called me.” Emily and Jared had done some touristy stuff, but they had spent far more time inside than out. ”Rome and the Vatican were near, but I liked Florence and the Tuscany countryside more.”
The waitress came back then to take their food orders. ”Ill have the baked chicken please with roasted vegetables. And could I also get a bowl with some pickles in it?” the woman smiled at her, gave her an affirmative before taking Natalie’s order. She had hated pickles a week ago. Now she always wanted them.
Emily turned to Natalie after the waitress had left. ”So…cat out of the bag…” she sighed contentedly, too excited to keep the “secret” any longer - at least with Natalie. ”Im pregnant. Due August.” Emily was positively beaming. She knew it was early and she probably shouldn’t be telling people, and she hadn’t told many. Family and Natalie. And Emily couldn’t keep it from Natalie. Bedsides - a gut feeling told her this pregnancy would go through without a hitch.