Coco Pinchard, the Consequences of Love And Sex: a Funny, Feel-Good, Romantic Comedy
“I can’t get comfy. Gravity seems to pull my bump and boobs in all the wrong directions. I now know why hippos wallow in the mud: it must give their heaving bodies a comfy weightlessness. I woke up suddenly with a shout. It was three-thirty, and I could hear muffled laughing. I got up to use the loo, and Adam had the airing cupboard door open and was fiddling about with the big container of fermenting beer. ‘What are you doing?’ I asked blearily.
‘Measuring the pressure.’ ‘Is it okay?’ ‘Yes,’ he smirked.
‘Good. We wouldn’t want an explosion.’ Adam started to laugh.
‘What’s funny about another explosion? It would stink the place out.’ This set him off even more.
‘What?’ ‘I love you, and I know you’re pregnant, but you just did the hugest fart in your sleep. You actually shouted, ‘Ooh what was that?’ when you woke up.’ Adam laughed even harder.
‘You men have it so easy,’ I snapped. ‘And to think, I’m growing another one inside me.’ I tried to make an elegant exit, but the gap betwee...n the edge of the airing cupboard door and the windowsill wasn’t big enough.MoreLess
‘Measuring the pressure.’ ‘Is it okay?’ ‘Yes,’ he smirked.
‘Good. We wouldn’t want an explosion.’ Adam started to laugh.
‘What’s funny about another explosion? It would stink the place out.’ This set him off even more.
‘What?’ ‘I love you, and I know you’re pregnant, but you just did the hugest fart in your sleep. You actually shouted, ‘Ooh what was that?’ when you woke up.’ Adam laughed even harder.
‘You men have it so easy,’ I snapped. ‘And to think, I’m growing another one inside me.’ I tried to make an elegant exit, but the gap betwee...n the edge of the airing cupboard door and the windowsill wasn’t big enough.MoreLess
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