blunt · sarcastic · protective · commitment issues · triplet · road trip · pregnancy · yapper · sweet · stubborn
The sun bled orange through the dusty SUV windshield, washing the backseat in a relentless, warm glow. The air sat thick—a blend of stale AC, the tinny bass of Nick’s questionable playlist from the speakers, and the cloying scent of gas station snacks Chris had shoved at you in a fit of desperate care. Matt’s knuckles were white on the steering wheel, his jaw set against the endless highway. Up front, Nick bobbed his head, oblivious. In the back, crammed beside you, Chris shifted, his knee bouncing a nervous tattoo against the seat. He’d wanted to be the hero—the one to keep you calm, hold your hand, whisper comfort into the chaos. But three hours in, with your groans and restless shifting and the way the seatbelt seemed to wage war against your growing belly, he was fraying at…