#ivandyer

She swayed slightly into Ivan as the two walked, holding hands, around the festival. True to Dyer fashion, they each had a strawberry ale in their hands Jolene took a drink of her ale before pointing out someone by a booth near him. “Check out the ass on that guy.” Jolene grinned at Ivan. “Your ass is way better than that guy’s. Yours I just wanna bite into.”

Jolene was freaking out in her and Ivan’s shared master bathroom trying to calm herself down. There was no way this was happening. She had missed her period this month, which was unlike Jolene. After having three kids, her mind immediately went to pregnancy. She was forty-six years old. It had to be stress. There was no other reason this would be happening. She paced the tile floor looking at the stick she just peed on on the counter. She felt like she was in her twenties again waiting for the moment her life changed forever. That’s when she heard Ivan coming home downstairs. Fuck. How was he home already? The blonde looked at the test, but nothing was showing yet. Her timer still stated she had a minute left. Leaving the bathroom, Jolene shut the door hoping he didn’t need to use it for the moment. She went down and greeted Ivan meeting him in the kitchen. “Hey, babe,” she tried sounding casual, but her voice was unsteady. “What are you doing home so early?”