Here it is! The sequel that I've been so excited about for over a month now! Read on!I opened my eyes to see Kendall, my husband of 9 months, walking out of the adjoining bathroom, towelling his shaggy blonde hair dry and only wearing his black/blue plaid boxers. However, even as much as that everyday sight turned me on, I was in no way ready to get out of bed. I groaned, yanking the thick comforter over my head and turning enough so that my face was hidden in the pillow.
I opened my eyes to see Kendall, my husband of 9 months, walking out of the adjoining bathroom, towelling his shaggy blonde hair dry and only wearing his black/blue plaid boxers. However, even as much as that everyday sight turned me on, I was in no way ready to get out of bed. I groaned, yanking the thick comforter over my head and turning over enough so that my face was hidden in the pillow.
Because of the blanket covering my head, I could only hear his muffled laugh. I was always the last one awake in this house, even Carlos was awake before I was. I felt the bed shift as he sat down on the edge of my side of the bed and the blanket slid out of my grap as he gentley pulled it away.
"C'mon Jacie, you have to get up now, sweetheart," he said quietly, pushing the hair away from my face.
"But I'm tired and I don't feel good," I complained, frowning lightly. My head throbbed and i felt slightly nauseous. I had been feeling like this for the past few days and assumed it was the flu.
"I know, baby. I know," he sympathized, stroking the side of my face and across my forehead. "You feel warm. Do you want to see if you have a fever?" I nodded slowly and he went into the bathroom, grabbing a shirt from the chair by the door and reemerging moments later fully-shirted and thermometer in tow.
I took it from him, sticking the rubber thing under my tongue, hating how it tasted. I stared at the ceiling counting how many annoying, rythmic beeps were coming from it until it went off, signalling it was done. After removing it, I read the numbers. 101.7
I sighed, finally dragging myself out of bed. I wasn't ready for the unexpected dizzy spell when I stood up. Kendall was walking back into the room from the large closet and managed to catch me, mid-stumble.
"Hmm... I think I stood up too fast," I mumbled, trying to regain my balance.
"Just a bit," he laughed, wrapping his arms around my torso and lightly pressing his lips to my heated temple. "What'd the thermometer say?"
"101.7" I felt him let out a long breath on my neck and leaned back into him, feeling like utter crap.
"Maybe you should go to the doctor. It shouldn't be lasting over a week and be getting worse," he reasoned and I nodded, nuzzling my head into the crook of his neck. I always loved the way he smelled afte a shower; like a gentle blend of oak, amber, and cinnamon.
I hated going into doctor's offices and hospitals ever since my mother had been diagnosed with cervical cancer. I went to the gyno regularly to make sure that nothing was showing up.
Kendall, always sensing my nervousness, spoke up," I'll make the appointment for you while you go get a shower, okay?" I sighed, nodding slightly. He knew that if I had to make the appointment, I'd procrastinate as much as possible. Reluctantly, we parted and I trudged into the bathroom to get a quick shower.
When I came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, I saw Kendall sitting on our bed, flipping through one of his sports magazines. He glanced up and smirked with a mischievious glint in his eyes.
"Forgot to take my clothes in with me," I explained.
"I'm not complaining am I? If it was my choice, we wouldn't leave this room for a month."
I felt a slight blush creep onto my cheeks, but not as much as it used to. I leaned across the bed and kissed his cheek before whispering back,"Who says I'd want to leave?"
I stood back up and walked into the large closet before he could convince me to stay. I had a feeling that I needed to go to this appointment; it was important. I was halfway through pulling on a pair of jeans when he walked in with small piece of paper.
"Oh, by the way, your appointment's at 10:30."
I thought back for a second, trying to remember what time the clock read but coming up blank. "What time is it now?"
"Um... Almost 10 now," he said, glancing down at his watch.
I gave him a look, shaking my head and finished pulling on my jeans. I made it out of the house in record time, almost forgetting my purse in the process. It was only a fifteen minute drive to the office so I had five minutes to fill-out the necessary paperwork and take a breath.
"Jacilyn Knight?" I heard my full name, which I rarely heard, being called from the door leading to the exam rooms across the small waiting area. Taking a deep breath, I stood up and followed her, handing the receptionist my paperwork. "The doctor will be with you in a moment," the semi- robust assistant said curtly, shutting the door behind her.
I sighed, nervously glancing around the light green room. Whoever said that green was a soothing color lied... Big time. I set my purse on the chair in the corner and hopped up onto the examination table reluctantly. I was tapping my fingers rythmically, staring out of the window across the room when the doctor came in.
He greeted me as usual, shaking my hand and taking a seat on the stool, flipping through my file.
"So what seems to be the problem, Mrs. Knight?" he asked, writing down every symptom I listed. After I finished, he studied the paper, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "You've recently gotten married, am I correct?" I nodded, not quite sure what he was getting at. "And, as I am assuming, you are sexually intimate on a regular basis?" I looked down, blushing furiously but nevertheless, I nodded again. "Jacie, have you considered the idea that you may be pregnant?"
I felt my jaw slacken slightly as I gaped at him. "What?"
He smiled professionally and began re-listing my symptoms. "The nausea, fatigue, dizziness. Your headaches and elevated temperature. It all fits together."
"I never thought about it like that. Someone else in the house just got over a cold and I thought maybe I'd picked it up from him..." I said, more less to myself than to him.
"You can take a test here if you'd like. It's better to be safe than sorry." I nodded shakily, getting up to follow him.
A few minutes later and I was anxiously waiting back in the exam room. Could I really be pregnant? It seemed like such an absurd idea and yet it very could be that exact case. I was first and foremost worried about how Kendall would react. Yeah, we'd talked about having kids someday, we just didn't know when. I probably sat there for five minutes debating on whether or not I should text him to let him know what was going on but finally settled on telling him in person. Just in case I wasn't.
The doctor reentered the room, carrying a few pieces of paper with him. "Well, Congratulations Jacie, you're definitely pregnant. Here is a list of OB-GYN's near by and a list of things that you should do to make sure that you and your child will stay healthy. This list is what you should avoid and what foods are the best at this time." I took the papers from him, glancing over them. I stood up to leave when he said," You're mother would be very proud of you." I felt tears prick my eyes at the thought that my mother wouldn't here for me during this and gave him a quick smile before leaving quickly.
I sat in the drivers seat of my car, staring at the papers, letting the reality of it all set in at once. I felt a tear slide down my face, in happiness that there was a little life in me and sadness that my mother would miss out on all of this. I moved my gaze from the papers to my still flat stomach, placing my hand over it lightly.
Did ya'll like it? Huh, did ya? I am loving this and there is some major fluff and stuff going to happen in the future. Don't worry, its not all fluff though. Please leave tons of reviews. I'll update after 10 or more. :) Love you all!