“Slide me in, Baby. I want you to feel me fill you.”
“Oh, yes. Give it to me.”
Ty grabbed my ass and moved my body down over his. The wetness from between my legs was coating his shaft and making the friction extra slippery. I pressed my hands on his chest and made the contact stronger. As I grinded against him, he never stopped looking at me. I watched his face tighten and his eyes close, at the same time he held my body still. I could feel him filling me and just thinking about it made me come again. I sat straight up and cried out into our bedroom.
After we caught our breath, Ty took me in the shower and washed the sticky fruit from my body. As we dressed and headed into the kitchen, I noticed he already had a muffin and orange juice sat out for me. He smiled and poured himself a cup of coffee. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around him. I should have never doubted him last night. I had nothing to worry about. Ty loved me and our babies. He would never cheat on me.
For the next four weeks we went about the motions. I worked a couple days a week. and got fatter by the minute, while Ty worked every day and came home to spend every minute with us. He was quiet about not being able to get the doctored paternity test, but I knew that talking about it made him upset, so I never brought it up.
He and Conner for some reason or another, started hanging out more, doing things together. I didn’t really get it, but just figured it was Conner’s way of feeling sorry for our plan not working. Ty took it the worst. Our sex life was still pretty normal, but several times I caught him crying afterwards. I repeatedly asked him what was wrong, but only got replies about it just being too much stress on him.
He refused to talk about the trial on account of what he might have to tell Bella someday. It broke my heart to even think about that conversation, but I was positive she would always love him as her daddy.
After my husband’s begging, I finally stopped working in my eighth month of pregnancy. The doctors were convinced I was going to deliver early and the family was all on standby in case it started. Since I had to deliver Bella in the back of a car, Ty was determined to get me to the hospital in time. Having twins could be complicated and we wanted to be prepared. I’d packed my overnight bag and Ty had gotten the whole room ready for the boys.
One Sunday after church, we came home to a house full of people yelling ‘surprise’. Since Bella was my first child, I really didn’t expect to have a shower, but my family loved to party and they just looked for reasons. Ty had kept the secret and managed to get Amy involved. She’d invited some of my favorite clients and I was so happy they could attend.
It was great seeing Van and Colt and little Christian was just the cutest little thing. She was already trying to stand herself up and had two front teeth. Noah and Bella immediately went running into her room together. She was so excited to see him that she didn’t even care about all of the presents I needed help opening.
Ty smiled the whole day and I caught him looking at me with such passion throughout the party. As much as I loved my whole family being there, I kind of wanted to be alone with him more. With me being so huge and all of the stress of the upcoming trial, to say we were becoming distant would have been an understatement.
I loved Ty for being the faithful man that I needed him to be, but since his failed attempt at obtaining the documents, something had changed in him. He still joked, but it wasn’t the same. I felt like he always had his guard up.
Our late night conversations became non-existent and some nights he would fall asleep on the couch and not come to bed until I was already asleep. I patched it up to my pregnancy. Maybe I was too hard to sleep with. I did toss and turn all night long, but I missed him. Even though we were together all of the time, I missed him terribly.
After all of my friends left and my mom and aunt went to Ty’s parents, Colt and Van hung out with us. It was great having them over and I loved spending time with Christian. Her little smile was so contagious. Ty loved being her Godfather. It was so funny watching him talk to her like he was a baby. I had no doubt that he was going to be such a good dad to our twins. He’d already proven that with Bella.
Colt and Ty went into the living room, while Van and I sat in the kitchen. We could hear them talking about hunting, and both rolled our eyes, knowing they would be bickering shortly. I heard Conner come in and then the voices got even louder as he joined in on the conversation.
“Nothing ever changes does it?” Van giggled.
“Nope.” I rubbed my giant tummy to try and settle the boys. They were moving up a storm and I was often very uncomfortable.
Van took a drink of her tea and looked at my belly. “You look like you’re ready to pop.”