Me
BUT if I hurt her… I lose them both.
My fears and doubts crash into me again, relentlessly.
Maverick
Kodi says, “Don’t forget that I will castrate you if you hurt them.” But she also says to let it happen naturally because if it’s meant to be, it will work out okay.
Me
YOU TOLD HER AGAIN MAN? SERIOUSLY?!?
Maverick
Husband/wife privilege. What do you expect when you text me at night—the woman literally sleeps on my chest. She’s privy to anything that might be on my phone. Good luck… Speaking of my wife, I have to go take care of something.
Me
TMI dude. Goodnight.
Chapter10
Game Night
Tatum || 16 weeks pregnant, October
“Is it weird to you that your family wants me to attend these things, even though we aren’t together?” Darcy sits in the passenger seat of the Porsche worrying her bottom lip.
“Nope,” I refute, popping the P for emphasis as we approach my family home for our first official Reed family game night.
“Ah, there they are!” Mom squeals, as we approach the front porch where she sits, sipping on her Chamomile tea as she has done almost every evening since I can remember.
“Rose!” Darcy graces my mom with a blinding, genuine smile, pulling her in for a hug.
“How have you been feeling sweetie?” My mom asks Darcy, still holding her close.
“Better, more tired than anything,” Darcy replies.
“Hi, Mom. I’m still here, your son, that you birthed,” I say, butting in.
“Oh, you hush up now. I’ve had almost thirty years of hugging you, and my Darcy hugs have some catching up to do. Now get over here,” teases my mom, as she releases Darcy and pulls me into her arms.
“Let’s get inside. Your sisters are dying to see you both.” Sure enough, Tessa and Tinsley are waiting eagerly for us just inside.
“OMG! Look at your little bump,” Tessa squeals, softly reaching out to Darcy’s stomach with the same awe that I did, despite it being only slightly bigger than it was when we came to tell them she was pregnant.
“Ugh, you are so cute!” Tinsley sings, before also reaching out.
“Girls, maybe let’s show some respect and ask Darcy before we just touch her body.” My mom scolds them and they immediately retract their hands with reddened cheeks.
“Oh, no! It’s okay! Go ahead girls, although there's not much to feel yet.” Darcy steps closer to the twins and they eagerly reach out again.
Dad steps in from the living room, “Ribs are just about ready.”
Darcy looks at me with suspicious eyes and I just shrug. Allegedly, I told Dad that Darcy had mentioned that she would do some naughty things for a rack of ribs—leaving out the part about doing naughty things. I didn’t push further to know what things she would do at the time. I did, however, come in my bed that night, envisioning her doing some very filthy things with me. Without my permission, my cock begins to swell. But now is not the time to relive those thoughts—my family is standing two feet away from us.Grandmas, dead puppies, pimple-popping videos.Yep, that did the trick.
“The blob and I are starving,” Darcy says with a smirk, before my dad gently pushes my sisters to the side and pulls her into a hug.
