by J B Heller
I sat up from my slouched position against Gabe and reached for my bag on the floor at my feet. I pulled out the tests and handed them to him. At first, he was confused. He turned them over a few times, looking them over, he started to ask what they were, then he saw the one with the words pregnant seven weeks, and he froze.
He looked between the sticks, my tummy and me, three or four times. So many emotions crossed his features in those moments. Confusion, curiosity, surprise, and finally happiness and love. I felt the invisible weight lift from my shoulders when he scooped me into his arms, “We’re going to have a baby?”
I nodded, tears in my eyes. He placed his hand gently on my already rounding tummy. Then he frowned, looked back to one of the sticks, and then my tummy, “This one says seven weeks? But I can already feel a hard bit in your belly. Isn’t it too early for that?”
He was right, but I didn’t have the answers. I shrugged, “I don’t know, I’ve never been pregnant before.”
His smile nearly melted my panties. He was so devastatingly handsome, I honestly thought the only women he didn’t have an affect on were lesbians. But then I looked over my shoulder, and the looks being exchanged between both couples were full of love and desire. So maybe he didn’t affect lesbians and women already completely in love.
We stayed and talked to everyone some more, and I made plans to meet for lunch with Stella and Sloan once I was feeling better.
When we went to leave, I overheard Brayden whispering in Stella’s ear that it was time for them to go home and resume trying for their own baby. A cheeky grin lifted his lips when he realised I’d heard him. I smiled so wide. I would love to be pregnant with her. Doing this on my own was a little bit scary.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Two Weeks Later…
Ivy was put on full bed rest until the end of her first trimester. If you had of asked me a week ago what a trimester was I would have said some kind of triangle. I’d been reading a freaking shit load of books about all this shit. Pregnancy was scary as hell, and I didn’t want Ivy to feel alone in this. So I’d found out as much as I could.
It turned out she already had a little belly because she was not carrying just one of my babies, but two. Two little Ivy’s. Holy fucking shit. I nearly passed out when the doctor said all casual like ‘Oh look at that, two heart beats’.
I was going to have my hands full. And I needed to stop swearing. I didn’t want my little girls’ first words to be fuck or shit.
Ivy thought they were boys. But I was certain it was two girls. It had to be, to be putting their mother through that much trouble. My boys would never give their mother so much grief. Thinking about my babies growing inside Ivy made my heart swell up with pride. She was such an amazing woman. I was proud to call her the mother of my children.
Now I just needed to convince her to be my wife.
I’d wanted to ask her right away. As soon as we found out for sure at the doctor’s office. But I knew she’d think it was just because she was pregnant. For the record, it wasn’t. I’d decided back when she was taken from me, that I would put a ring on her finger and make her my wife as soon as I could. What was the point in waiting when you knew it was what you want?
I’d started making plans when she’d moved back in. But finding out about the babies just put it on hold. Tonight, I was going to propose, and I felt like a complete pussy. I was so nervous, what if she said no? Then what the fuck was I supposed to do?
This was what I was freaking out about when Kai and Axel came into my home office, “Settle down, man, she’s got your kids bouncing around inside her, she’s not going to say no.”
I glared up at Axel, “Fuck off Axel. You don’t know shit about women, and even if you did, it wouldn’t help. Pregnant women are a whole different ball game.”
The prick started laughing so I whacked him upside the head. Little shit. “Hey, don’t touch my hair.”
“Whatever, pretty boy, you get things ready for tonight?”
“Yep yep, Axel gets shit done,” he replied.
I rolled my eyes. He wasn’t that much younger than Kai and I, but he acted like a seventeen-year-old boy. You would never guess the things he was capable of by the look of him. He could probably pull off the same kind of thing those guys did in 21 Jump Street. He was bouncing on his toes like he was a fucking boxer or something. Kai came up behind him and delivered a jab to his kidneys. I burst out laughing when Axel doubled over.
He glared at Kai and flipped him off, “Not cool, man, not cool.”
Kai ignored him and took a seat in one of the chairs in front of my desk. He pulled a small black ring box out of his pocket as he sat and handed it to me. I took it with shaking hands and opened it slowly. I’m fucked if the jeweller got it wrong.
I released a sigh of relief when I laid eyes on the beauty. It was fucking perfect. It was delicate, just like Ivy. I chose a white gold band; small diamonds sit flushed with the band the whole way around. In the centre, the gold forms a flower; the edge of each petal is encrusted with alternating bright and light pink diamonds. I wanted something different for her… something just as unique as she was.
I snapped the lid of the box closed and locked it away in my safe until I needed it, later tonight.
Fuck, I hoped she said yes. My nerves were eating away at my stomach lining like I’d swallowed a glass full of acid. Kai came to stand by my side and placed a calming hand on my shoulder. He knew me better than anyone else. He could read me the same way I read Ivy, which was kind of weird. But I took the comfort he was offering.
“Dude you got nothing to worry about. She loves you, you love her, you’ve made babies together, why would she say no?” he stated.
“Because she might think I’m doing this because of the babies.”
He stepped back and assessed me for a moment before asking— “Well, aren’t you?”
I fired up immediately, “Fuck no. You know that. I love her and even if she wasn’t pregnant, I’d still want to marry her. I wanted to marry her before we found out about the babies. I told you I was going to ask her.”
The prick had the nerve to smirk at me. Fucker. “That’s all you need to tell her. Simple,” he shrugged and turned to walk away.
He was right, as usual. And it pissed me off. One day I would be the one to say I told you so to him. But until then, I’d settle for sluggin' him in the shoulder with a smile plastered on my face.
I’d run a bath for Ivy, with candles and bath oils to help her relax. She’d had a shitty day again today, only being able to hold down some juice and a bit of toast this afternoon. I got her settled in the tub with her iPad so she could read, then I went to get the room ready.
Axel had gone to every florist in the area, and bought out all their carnations, in every colour and arranged to pick them up this evening so they’d stay fresh longer. They were Ivy’s favourite. I heard the front door open and the guys bickering just as I finished making the bed. They were right on time.
I dashed out to help them bring in the flowers, “Start taking them into the bedroom, quit your bitchin though, Ivy’s in the bath. I don’t want her to hear you.”
Axel grumbled something under his breath and Kai kicked him in the shin, making him nearly drop the three vases of flowers he was carrying.
“Watch it fucker, don’t drop those flowers or I’ll kick your arse!” I warned.
“What! It was him,” Axel whined like a little bitch.
Kai didn’t say anything, just strode down the hallway to my room. I had no idea what that was about, and I didn’t have time to care. I helped them bring in the rest of the flowers without any more incidents between them. We exchanged man hugs, with the very manly thump on the back for luck, when they left twenty minutes later.
I went back into the room and looked around. It was just like I’d imagined. I flicked the switch on the fairy lights I had strung up in the room and it lit up with an ethereal glow. The room was filled with flowers, every available
surface was covered, leaving only a path from the ensuite to the bed, and from the bed to the bedroom door.
Now that it was ready, I went and got the ring out of the safe in my office. I slipped it into my pocket, took a deep breath and went back to get Ivy.
I knocked on the bathroom door before stepping in and closing it behind me so she wouldn’t see my surprise. When she looked over to me, her smile lit up the room. I loved this woman with everything I had. In three steps, I was at her side. Crouching beside the tub, I brushed her hair out of her face.
“How you feeling, Angel?” I asked.
One side of her mouth lifted in a small smile. “Good. I think maybe I could try eating something else now.”
“I’ll get you some more toast when you get out, hey?”
She nodded and reached out for me, I leaned in towards her willingly. Her small hands wrapped around the back of my neck as she bought me in for a slow sensual kiss. I pulled back before I got too carried away. “Careful, Angel, you’ll get me excited,” I shot her a wink and she blushed in response as she glanced down at my crotch.
“Looks like you already are,” she said licking her plump lips.
Sure enough, my dick was ready to roll. He always was when Ivy was around. “Come on, beautiful, I’ll help you out.”
She kept her hands around my neck as I helped her stand. I wrapped a towel around her and she shivered when my knuckle grazed her nipple. Fuck, my dick jumped and my mouth watered. We hadn’t had sex since she’d moved back in. Not because I didn’t want to, but she’d been so sick, I didn’t want to hurt her.
She whimpered, “Gabe, please, I don’t want to wait any more.”
“I know, Angel, but I don’t want to hurt you or the babies. Soon, I promise.”
She pushed those beautiful full lips out in a pout and began to sulk. If it weren’t so fucking sexy, I’d laugh. Instead, I swept her up in my arms and carried her into our room. I set her on her feet gently when I opened the joining door.
Her gasp was audible, her hand shot to her chest above her heart as she looked around. “Gabe, it’s, it’s so beautiful,” her voice was thick with tears as I bent down to kiss her neck.
“You like it then, Angel?”
She sniffled, “How could I not?”
With my hands on her hips, and her back pressed to my front I kept her body steady. I walked her forward to the bed and turned her body to face mine before sitting her on the edge and kneeling down on one knee in front of her.
Her eyes widened and her breathing picked up pace. Her hands were in mine and they were shaking like crazy, or maybe that was my hands doing the shaking? I let one go and reached for the ring box in my pocket. I pulled it out and flicked the box open one-handed, and placed it in our joined hands on her lap.
“Ivy, my Angel, I love you more than I ever thought possible. You showed me what it is to love. Without you, I’m nothing. When I thought you were lost to me, I didn’t want to live. You are my life. Will you do me the honour, and put me out of my misery, by becoming my wife?”
Her tears were flowing freely now, she wasn’t trying to hold them back. She slid off the edge of the bed, down onto my lap. She still hadn’t touched the ring, and it fell to the floor beside us. “One question first.”
“The answer is yes, even if you weren’t pregnant right now, I’d be asking you to marry me. Maybe not here, like this, but I would be asking you. I made that decision long before we found out about the babies.”
She nodded and threw her arms around my neck, kissing my face all over.
“Is that a yes? Please say it’s a fucking yes, I couldn’t take anything else,” I breathed.
“Yes, hell yes I’ll marry you.” She was laughing and crying at the same time.
I held her waist and lifted her back up to the edge of the bed. I felt around on the floor until I found the open ring box, I pulled the ring out of the box and squeezed it in my palm before I held it up and slipped the ring on her petite finger. I was glad Kai had the foresight to tell me to take one of her rings to the jeweller to make sure of the size.
Nervousness overtook me when she didn’t speak, “Is it okay? I can get you another if you don’t like it.”
She released the breath she was holding, “No! I love it, it’s perfect.”
She silently stared at the ring on her finger for a moment. “I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s so beautiful.”
To say I was relieved was an understatement. When she looked back at me, her eyes meeting mine, they were full of the fire and passion that I loved so much. “I don’t want to wait any more. Make love to me, Gabe.”
How could I refuse?
I stood up, stripped myself of my clothing, my dick standing proud and ready. Her eyes glazed over with lust as she licked her lips. I placed my hands on her shoulders to lay her back on the bed, but she shrugged out of my grip and took my dick in her mouth.
Fuck my knees buckled a little. My head fell back as I relished the feel of Ivy’s hot tongue caressing my cock. My hips pushed forward, thrusting my cock further down her throat and she moaned with me. Her hands held my arse cheeks tight, her nails digging into the flesh as she angled her neck to take me in further.
I forced myself to pull back before I came in her mouth.
“Why’d you stop me?” she said breathlessly.
“Because I need to fuck you now, Angel.”
A sultry smile covered her lips as she shed the towel from her body and crawled back on the bed. She lay on her back, her knees raised and slightly parted. I brought myself above her and took her nipple in my mouth. Her back arched and her hands found my hair. I loved that she was always an active participant. She pulled my hair until I had to pull away from her delicious breasts and look her in the eyes.
“Now, Gabe,” she panted.
That was all she had to say. I parted her knees further and sank into her wet heat in one smooth stroke. My balls pulled up and I had to grit my teeth to hold back from coming already. I set a slow pace and with slow deep thrusts, I brought her to orgasm twice before I followed.
I’d never had vanilla sex before now but it was safe to say, as long as it was with Ivy I liked it.
“You want that toast now, Angel?” I asked with my lips pressed against her neck.
She smiled and nodded. God I loved this woman. I kissed her on the nose before I rolled over and got a warm washcloth from the bathroom to clean her up. Then I went to get her some toast and juice.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Five months later…
“I just want them out, Gabe! Get them out!” I kicked my feet on the bed like a toddler throwing a tantrum. The bastard laughed at me. If he didn’t look so Goddamned edible doing it, and I wasn’t too fat to move, I’d hit him. “Don’t laugh at me Asshat! It’s not funny,” I whined.
“I’m sorry, Angel, you just look so adorable,” he said between fits of laughter.
“I’m not adorable, I’m fat. I don’t fit anything, not even all those stretchy pants you got me.”
I was crying and it was stupid, but I couldn’t stop. I’d gotten fatter than a bloated cow that’d been dead for a week. I couldn’t even stand up by myself anymore. Gabe had to help me do everything. The doctors thought I would have had the babies by now, and if I didn’t go into labour on my own by next week, they planned to induce me.
Gabe stroked my fat belly lovingly, “You’re not fat, Angel, you’re pregnant with twins. Our girls will be out soon and we’ll have our hands full of crying, screaming, pooping babies.”
I rolled my eyes, “Our boys you mean.”
He was convinced they were girls. He had been since we found out we were pregnant. But I was sticking to my guns; they must be boys. They both had their hands between their legs when we went for the scan to find out their sex.
Most twin pregnancies didn’t go full term, and while I wasn’t there yet, I was close enough. I would be thirty-seven weeks on Tuesday.
Gabe huffed, “
We’ve been through this, they’re girls. I know it. That’s why I got these.”
He went into the walk-in closet and came out with a bag from one of the baby boutiques in town. We’d agreed to buy just neutral clothes until they were born. I shuffled and wriggled until I was sitting up more against the headboard of the bed and crossed my legs. Gabe brought the bag over and sat beside me.
I put my hand inside and pulled out two matching yellow sundresses. They were the cutest things I’d ever seen, and so tiny. My eyes glazed over.
“That’s not all; I know what their mummy is like with shoes, so I got them matching shoes. The chick at the shop was really helpful.”
I bet she was; a sexy as sin man in a baby shop. I bet she was hoping he was shopping for a friend. Well, tough luck honey. Then he pulled out two little miniature pairs of silver gladiator sandals with little gems on them. That was the moment the tears spilt over, he’d gotten them shoes.
His eyes grew wide, “Don’t cry, Angel, I thought you’d like them?”
“I do like them, I love them,” I sobbed.
“Then why are you crying, beautiful?” he looked confused, he’d worn that look a lot in the last few months.
I sniffled and wiped my nose with a tissue he’d handed me, “Because, you got them shoes.”
“I’m so confused right now.”
I laughed, what else could I do? I stroked his cheek and leaned as far forward as I could, Gabe leaned the rest of the way so I could kiss him. When his tongue brushed against mine, I felt my insides come to life. I’d been so horny this whole pregnancy. After I’d gotten past the first trimester things got a lot better. It was like I got a second wind and I felt on top of the world all the time.
I couldn’t count the amount of times I’d jumped him in the last few months. I’d been insatiable. But these past couple of weeks, it had become harder and harder to move. I wanted him so badly. My insides throbbed with need. I tried to get to my knees but I couldn’t.