Nothing But Friends

My best friend Holly wants my baby.
Not a relationship, not romance.
Just a baby.
Apparently, I’m the best candidate before she moves back to the UK.
Reliable. Healthy. And, according to her, I have “good DNA.”
If I say no?
She’ll use an anonymous donor.
Which is absolutely not happening.
So I agree.
Then she suggests we do it the old-fashioned way.
We’ve been best friends since we were kids.
We’ve never kissed.
Never cuddled.
Hardly even hugged.
Now we can’t seem to stop.
We do and say things we never would have under normal circumstances.
I thought I could handle it.
I was wrong.
Because there is no universe where I let her leave.