Zeke hadn't let Caitlin's parents get to him. Yes, they had quite a yelling match over all this. Zeke was lucky they'd got away unscathed.
He smiled now, remembering they'd gone to a motel room that night and it felt like a strange honeymoon. He just didn't know the sex could get that good. Especially, now. But it was. It was better. Even if they didn't have her parents on their side for any of this.
He supposed it was just tough love. Her parents had suddenly got religious. Which peeved Caitlin to no end. They'd never been religious when she was growing up. She told him how she used to beg to go to Sunday school and Vacation Bible school, and they'd never take her.
"And to think I wanted to be Catholic." She was full of laughter. Of course, her parents weren't Catholic, but of some hybrid religion where they didn't call the establishment they went to, even church. It was a center. A worship center.
But at least, she never said she hated them. He knew Caitlin was too wise for that. She accepted them. Somehow, he found her to be much more adult about this whole ordeal of hers than either of her parents.
He called his Mom about the baby. Yes, they were going to have one. They'd gone on their third appointment. And everything looked great.
"You two start looking at cribs at Target. I'll send you a gift card. Get a good one." His mother just said as if it would take her the rest of the duration of the pregnancy for her to get used to being a grandmother.