Chapter 18 Nick's Fling, Awkward Moments

• Thirty minutes after Nick promised to get me food, everything I craved was delivered like a queen’s royal order.
• Creamy burger, strawberry ice cream, watermelon slices, mango juice, even a pack of those crunchy pickles I didn’t think I liked until pregnancy said otherwise. It was heaven. I sat on the long couch in the living room, legs up, belly slightly bloated, enjoying every bite.
• "Mmm," I hummed, stuffing a spoonful of ice cream into my mouth. "Maybe this surrogate life isn’t so bad."