Chapter 49: The Smirk.

"I'm seriously craving a night out and a little social interaction," I said to Andrew, following him around the kitchen as he packed lunch in a food case. "Take me somewhere other than your pub and introduce me to your friends!" I insisted.

Andrew ignored me.

"After all," I said, "a pregnant girl shouldn't be forced to go to a bar alone, should she?"

"I suppose not," he said, turning to face me. "I'll invite a few people out to dinner on Saturday night," he said reluctantly.

"Let's go somewhere fabulous!"

"I don't generally do fabulous. Would you settle for a slightly upscale gastropub?" he asked, as he gathered up his cigarettes and lighter and headed outside for a smoke.

I'm not a big fan of pubs, gastro or otherwise, but I'll take whatever I could get.

"Whatever you want. Just invite your coolest friends. Preferably male!" I exclaimed lightheartedly after him.

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I got all decked out in my favorite Seven Jeans and I can still button right under my bel