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“We’ll be transferring you to a recovery room shortly. We just want to monitor for another hour or so, then we’ll put you in a private room and you guys can go home in the morning,” the nurse told me as she handed me back my now swaddled baby.
“Thank you,” I told her and then asked her to bring our family back in to see the baby when she had time.
“Ready to do this again?” Rupert asked me jokingly.
“Can I at least enjoy this one first before we have another one?” I asked him and gave him a half smile. At least he wasn’t one of those men who found this situation such a turn off they couldn’t ever have sex with their wives again.
“Ha-ha, I just wanted to see how you were feeling. You are breathtaking Lara. You look like you just ran a ten-mile marathon, and you are glowing. You look so happy it almost hurts to look at you.” Rupert told me and kissed my forehead. “I like seeing you look like this.”
“Don’t think keeping me barefoot and pregnant for the rest of our lives is the key to happiness Rupert.” I told him and then laughed. Naked would be up on his list of things that would keep him happy, and I winced slightly as I realized how sore my body was. It was going to be a while before those type of activities could be achieved again.
“As long as I spend my life with you, we can do it however you want,” Rupert told me and then turned as our parents came in the room to meet their grandson. George Rupert. A good, strong name.
The rest of the day sort of passed in a blur for me. I was running on hormones, and endorphins, and the joy of having a healthy, baby boy with the man I loved. I knew that tomorrow would bring a new set of changes. I would have to go home and raise this little man to adulthood.
Now that was an entirely different journey. But with Rupert by my side, we’d find our way. We always did.
The End
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Jackson’s Baby
By: Laura Jane
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CHAPTER ONE
"Everyone please give a round of applause to our newest Phi Nu pledge class of 2016!" Heather led the clapping for the women standing freshly pinned on the grand staircase. It had been a hard couple of months, juggling freshman classes and pledge duties, but I felt better for having made it though to the end. Our class had started with twenty young women and somewhere along the way ten girls dropped out. Not due to hazing, no they all claimed that running errands for the older sisters and cleaning up the house for party after party was too tedious. I, on the other hand, jumped at the chance to get Heather her 'Non-Fat, soy, triple shot, latte' at all hours of the night, because I knew at the end of this long marathon I would be gaining a family. Under the gleam of every eye at the ceremony, I felt the glowing of energy. The applause ended and we slowly dispersed down the stairs. Our brother fraternity had joined us for the honorable night; they had begun to envelop all the new sisters to offer congratulations. With each I accepted graciously each handshake and hug but my eyes found the pair that I was really looking for quickly, Jackson Harris.
"I guess I no longer have to call you pledge." He laughed, his tux tight against his muscular biceps that I loved so much. In older times, one might call what we were doing courting. Jackson had been persistent in his chase of me. I hadn't really been playing hard to get, you can just say that I was just guarded. From my very first night at Phi Nu as a pledge sister, everyone warned me to stay away from one Mr. Harris.
The baseline drummed throughout the house as the group of girls approached, outside a group of men stood at folding table, checking names off a list. If you weren't in the frat or their sister sorority, you had to be invited and placed on the ever so coveted list. Jasmine stopped the girls and turned out in front of everyone. Jasmine had been in charge of putting us accepted pledges through a crash course earlier that afternoon.
"Ladies, listen up." She shouted over the music. "Inside this house is our the Phi Kappa Nu brothers. As you remember they are our brothers just as you all will be our sisters. I have one word of advice, if you want to survive pledging you must stay away from Jackson Harris. Trust me, as someone that has been there, his attraction is a facade. Do not fall for the facade." Jasmine cast a knowing eye over those of us in the front of the group. I shifted uncomfortably as her eyes lingered on me a moment longer than all the others. "With that being said, have fun! Tonight is the first of many parties in your future."