Chapter 87

“Fran, are you ready?” Kim knocked at her hotel door. Their plane to Tampa would leave in about an hour.

“Not really.” Fran opened the door wearing a fluffy white bathrobe.

“Ok, girl. What’s wrong?”

Even though she tried to hide it during their lunch and the shopping trip with Lexi and Ali, Kim could tell that something was not right. Her best friend was very withdrawn. She was not really into it when they all were buying new outfits for tonight’s show and she was nervous as hell when they were talking about the respective kids in their lives.

Normally she wouldn’t stop talking about Jason, but this time Ali had to nearly questioning her for everything. At the end Kim was more talking about Jason than his mother.

“What do you mean?” Fran tried avoid her.

“Oh come Fran. It’s me! You can’t hide anything from me.” Kim stepped close to her and grabbed her shoulders before looking into her eyes.

“What’s wrong?” she asked softly. Fran looked at her with tears in her eyes and sniffed lightly.

“I think I’m pregnant.” She whispered toneless. Kim blinked several times before she could say anything.

“But that’s wonderful. Congratulations!” she hugged her best friend dearly.

Fran sighed and pulled back from her to walk over to the window. Kim frowned.

“It is wonderful, right? Fran?” Her best friend didn’t answer.

“Fran? Hey?” she walked over to her and saw tears streaming down her face.

“Oh, sweetheart.” Kim pulled her into her arms and held her while she cried. Her mind was racing. Why was Fran crying? She loved kids? Shouldn’t she be happy? Richie wanted more kids? So where was the fucking problem?

“Fran, is it Richie’s?” she asked carefully when her best friend had calmed down again.

“Of course, is it Richie’s! What are you thinking of me! You know I could never cheat!” Fran nearly yelled at her.

“Then I don’t get it! You talked about having more kids, right? It’s his. So get on the plane and tell him the good news!” Fran sighed at Kim’s words.

“The timing just sucks.” Fran whispered.

“Excuse me?” Kim looked at her irritated.

“Kim, they are touring for the next two years. You know how difficult it will be to keep our relationship going. You quit your job to be with Jon. I can’t do that. I can’t just jump on a plane and leave. I have Jason. …I…I…don’t wanna be alone during a pregnancy again.”

“Oh, Fran.” Kim pulled her close when the tears started to fill her eyes again. While Fran was pregnant with Jason, Michael was barely at home. He wasn’t even there when his son was born. She tried to help Fran as much as she could, but she knew it was something completely different than having your husband with you.

“You thought it would happen when the tour was over, right?” Fran nodded.

“Yeah, and maybe…I don’t….” she stared down at her hands.

“A diamond ring on your finger first.” Kim finished her thought. Fran nodded again.

“Well, it didn’t happen like you wanted it. But Fran you were always great in adjusting to new situations. I think that’s exactly what you have to do now.”

“Maybe you’re right.” Fran nodded and Kim could see that she was finally getting back to her normal self.

“Good. Now first things first…When was your last menstruation?” Kim asked.

“Before Hawaii.” Kim checked her calendar on the IPhone.

“So, roughly eight or nine weeks.”

“Yeah.”

“Did you make a test or went to the doctor?” Kim asked totally in her medical mode now.

“No.” Fran whispered. Kim stared at her.

“Do you have one here?”

“Yeah.”

“Why don’t you make it and we wait and see?” Fran nodded and vanished into the bathroom. Kim sighed and checked her watch. She hoped they would make to the plane in time.

“Five minutes.” Fran said when she came back. Kim nodded and started the stopwatch on her phone.

“You can already see it, right?” Fran was standing in front of the mirror and tugging at the tight black leather pants and the deep purple low cut top she bought earlier today. Now Kim also knew why she didn’t wanna try on some tight looking clothes. She was afraid Lexi or Alejandra would find out about her little secret.

“No, you don’t. I think you even lost a couple pounds.” Kim told her. Fran shot her a look.

“Yeah, I know. The same thing happened when you were pregnant with Jason. But Fran you look great and not pregnant at all. I’m sure Rich will have problems to focus…especially when you lean forward.” Kim grinned when Fran cupped her breast and pushed them up a little bit more.

“Well, you look hot too, my friend. I can’t believe you really bought that dress.”

Kim was wearing a tight mid-night blue halter dress, which stopped about six inches above her knee. The bustier was held together by five silver shining clasps, which created a great deep v-cut, which stopped shortly before her navel.

It was for sure Jon wouldn’t have to think twice about her wearing any lingerie. There was simply no space for it left.

“I thought I make the most of it as long as I’m here. Besides I feel a little adventures.” Kim grinned.

“Time’s up, Fran.” She added after a glance at her phone. Fran took a deep breath and walked back into the bathroom. Kim tapped her foot impatiently.

“And?” she asked when Fran returned with the test stick in her hands.

“Positive.”