No one else is here.
Good.
After what happened yesterday, Aurelia will be feeling fragile and paranoid and will want to be alone—something we’ve banked on.
This time, I enter first as I push inside the room that’s easily the size of the cabin’s ground floor from wall to wall. The chandeliers in the ceiling twinkle in the soft light of the rising sun as if welcoming us inside and the sleeping form on the bed catches my attention immediately.
I don’t let myself go to her though and skirt the edges of the room instead while looking around.
The paneled walls have ornamental molding—except for the single window overlooking the mountains. It’s large and arched, with smaller, thin panes built in. The window takes up the entire wall, and for a moment, I’m stuck admiring the mountainous view that reminds me of home. Here, they look super close.
I feel Khalil and Seth join me at the window and feel their awe and shock.
“Now I see why she didn’t come back here instead of the apartment,” Khalil remarks.
I turn away from the window and creep over to the bed in the center of the room. It’s a taupe color with a simple headboard and sheer white drapes hanging from the ceiling and draping the ground.
Her bedroom is exactly how I pictured it, I muse as I part the drawn curtains and crawl onto the bed. I care not about the dirt and debris I leave on her pristine white sheets as I go either. We’ll be dirtying them up soon enough.
Slowly, I pull the blanket down her body when I reach her to check for wounds, my gaze catching on her breasts cradled inside the short nightgown and the enlarged veins that give me pause. The material is sheer, allowing me to also see her puckered nipples from the cool air in the room.
I’m straddling her body while sitting on my heels so when I shift, my knees catch on the edges of her nightgown and I realize there is a split going up the middle and stopping between her breasts where the bow is tied, keeping the bodice together.
The panels of the nightgown part, and my breath catches painfully in my chest when I notice her swollen belly peeking out.
“What the fuck,” I whisper hoarsely. “What the fuck.”
Khalil pushes through curtains on the side of the bed just as I cradle Aurelia’s belly with both hands just to be sure my eyes aren’t playing tricks on me. “What? What’s wrong? What happened?” His gaze drops when he doesn’t get an answer from me, and then he stumbles back a step when he sees.
The curtains on the other side of the bed are ripped open, and Seth appears holding one of Aurelia’s perfume bottles. He sniffs it distractedly and then grumbles something about liking Aurelia’s pussy better.
“Seth,” I say, my voice cracking a little. I grab his hand, and the perfume bottle falls out of it, dropping onto the bed as I yank his hand forward and rest it on her belly. “Do you feel that?” I demand, unable to trust what’s real. My head still doesn’t feel right sometimes. I need to know.
“She feels different,” he says with a frown that’s confused.
“She’s pregnant, Seth.”
His eyes widen and then dart back and forth between my face and Aurelia’s belly before settling on our girl. “I’m going to be a daddy?”
The three of us are quiet for a while as we let in sink in.I’m going to be a father.I’m not sure how long we sit there in silence before I break it. “How far along do you think she is?”
Khalil’s hand inches forward, and then he places it reluctantly on her belly above where mine and Seth’s still rest. It’s warm despite the rest of her skin feeling cool. “At least five or six months.”
It’s the last time any of us touched her.
“I don’t understand,” Seth says with a wrinkle in his brow. “Why isn’t she waking up?”
Khalil removes his hand and turns toward the nightstand. “I think this might explain why,” he says as he shows us the small bottle of Benadryl.
Seth’s frown only deepens. “Is that safe?”
“Don’t know,” Khalil answers as he replaces the bottle on the nightstand. “But I trust that she wouldn’t take it if it wasn’t.”
More light spills into the room, and I turn my head to gaze out of the window at the sun creeping higher into the sky. Aurelia will be waking up soon, so we leave the bed and blend into the remaining shadows to wait for her.
We only have to wait an hour before she starts to stir. I watch through the sheer curtains as she rolls around for a while as if trying to get comfortable but can’t so sits up with a sigh that makes my cock hard when I see the strap of her nightie slip off her shoulder.
I watch her pause when she notices her ruined blankets and then the perfume bottle that wasn’t there when she went to bed.
