Peter Stone and “You could have warned me! & That was unexpected.” Thanks!

[From: Peter 5:05PM] Sorry to ask but can you pick up dinner?

[To: Peter 5:11PM] Not a problem. What sounds good? I’ll swing by the office so we can eat together.

[From: Peter 5:14PM] Your choice. Dinner together sounds great. I’ve missed you.

[To: Peter 5:17PM] I’ve missed you too. See you in a bit.

Now in your second trimester, your appetite had come back full force, and then some. The spicier the food, the better. Indian specifically.  So when Peter said it was your choice, you knew exactly from which restaurant you would be ordering.

The floor was mostly empty when you arrived an hour later. When you reached Peter’s office he was sitting at his desk. He looked up when you walked into the room. His face relaxed as soon as he saw you. “Bad day?” you asked. You sat the plastic bag on his desk.

“Long day.” He stood and rounded his desk to embrace you in a hug. “Food smells good.”

“Well let’s dig in,” you said. Peter released you so you could unpack the styrofoam containers. “I’m starving.”

“Good to see your appetite back.” He smirked as he watched you tuck into your meal.

“Mmm…not as happy as I am,” you agreed around a mouthful of food.

The two of you chatted for a while before you excused yourself to the restroom. When you came back Peter was coughing and chugging water. “You could have warned me! That was unexpected. What the hell is in that?”

“What- oh no Peter,” you said with a giggle. “I asked for extra spices. I didn’t think you-I’m sorry.”

Peter took another drink of water. “I do not know how you eat that. Wow.”

“Blame your son,” you said and placed a hand on your belly.

Peter leaned down and placed a hand on each side of your belly. “Listen little man. Maybe next time Mama can have a craving for ice cream.”