Megan sat on the porch a secretive smile playing over her lips, the smile only expecting mothers had. Her hand rested gently on the spot where the baby was making itself known.
Jason was doing so much better. He was almost his old self again. After hordes of interviews he had found the perfect receptionist and as luck would have it she was even trained as a veterinary nurse. Closing her eyes she willed the woman’s face into her mind. A beautiful ,young, blond lady. Sweet natured but very efficient, Megan hoped that there would be something in the cards for her and Jason! Only time would tell.
Jon has been gone for two weeks now and she deliberately kept the baby’s visible movements from him. She needed to surprise him with something seeing as he was so sorely disappointed when the baby refused to show them its gender! Little rascal!
The wedding was drawing to a close and she couldn’t contain her excitement for too long. It was going to be a beautiful, down to earth wedding.
“A penny for your thoughts, pretty lady.”
A shriek of joy ripped from her throat as she saw him standing there, the blue of his shirt setting of those electric jewels of his. She waited breathlessly as he stepped closer, his eyes fixed hungrily on her face, then sliding towards the now very prominent bump. She was gloriously beautiful!
“You didn’t mention you were due back today!” Joy painted her cheeks rosy and her eyes shone like stars.
“I love to surprise you. C’mere….oh God it feels good!”
He was kneeling at her side and gathered her close to his frame for a crushing welcome. He straightened, pulling her up with him. She lifted her face willingly, knowing what he wanted and craving for the same thing.
Home….this was home. In her arms holding him so close, hands touching him so gently, lips always turning the slow simmer in his belly to a raging fire.
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
Jon lifted from her lips, a puzzled look on his face.
“Dot?”
She looked anything but sorry.
“I invited her for afternoon snacks and tea. It’s kind of a little ritual we have every day. “
Oh lord in heaven he wanted her all to himself! Fuck!
She stepped out of his arms, her eyes encouraging him to greet Dorothea.
Kissing Dorothea lightly on the cheek, Megan turned to order some more snacks and coffee for Jon. She wanted to give them some privacy.
Jon recognized Megan’s effort and raked his hands through his air as he mirrored Dorothea’s warm smile.
“You look wonderful Dot! I see the little bump is growing nicely too.”
Jon’s hand rubbing the gentle swell was the last thing Megan saw as she walked into the house.
Coming back she heard Dorothea’s excited chatter about her doctor’s visit. Everything was fine, the baby was growing well and she had a new sonar picture to show him.
Megan sat next to Jon, his hand immediately searched for hers and rested it on his thigh. Dorothea saw the gesture and her smile cooled a few Fahrenheit.
Megan knew Dorothea’s friendliness towards her was just a show but she kept on inviting her for walks and afternoon snacks just to keep her from getting lonely and assuring she got some gentle exercise as well. She really wanted to befriend her but there was just that something….
“I might now the gender at the next check up. Will you come with me Jon?”
Megan felt rather saw him stiffen. Dorothea’s expected face smiled into his. Stroking his thigh gently, she felt him relax.
“Of cause I will. Just make sure you give me the date so that I don’t make other arrangements.”
“Well, well, well. The asshole amongst the roses! Howzit my brotha’!”
Richie sauntered in, grasping Jon’s hand across the table for a moment.
“Good now that I’m home.” Jon reached towards Megan for a stolen kiss.
Richie looked over at Dorothea as if saying. “See? He wants her.”
Dorothea scowled at him silently and reached for the teapot.
“So did you tell daddy dearest yet?”
The pastry in Richie’s hand hovered in the air.
“Oh fuck, I just stuck my foot in my mouth again huh?”
“I would say that yes.” She giggled at Richie’s apologetic expression.
“Ok could someone bring me into the picture as well?”
“It’s just….” Megan stilled. As if the baby knew that it was its moment, it gave a few healthy kicks.
Taking his hand, she slid it towards the spot.
“This…I wanted you to experience it first hand.”
Another little bump was followed by a mighty kick.
The astonishment on his face was priceless.
“Oh my God! I can feel the baby! And it’s quite busy isn’t it?!”
“Uhuh. Especially at night. A little night owl.”
“Rich come feel it!”
“Sorry bro’ been there, done that, got the cracked fingers.” He winked at Jon.
“You feeling up my woman and baby?”
“Shit bro I wouldn’t dare! She is a hell cat. She might just take the crown jewels . I cant go without my jewels man! But now that you’ve mentioned it, she winked at me a few nights ago over the dinner table…”
“You must have been dreaming rockstar or drunk. I never wink, I take what I want. You’ll know when I come on to you.”
Both men let out a whistle, Richie reached out, pressing his finger into her hand.
“Ssssssssssssssssssssss….You’re hot babe!”
“Don’t start your shit Rich! I’m pregnant I might just blame your home vasectomy on pregnancy hormones.”
“Ouch!”
Richie’s hand disappeared beneath the table.
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