Keep calm and let Grey's carry on! Happy Thursday everyone! Fingers crossed for Japril tonight. I hope you like this update…it sure is fluffy. Let me know what you think :)
"I love watching you do yoga." Jackson groaned from the front door, just getting home from work. He worked a double and hadn't seen his wife in more than twenty four hours. Sometimes their schedules just didn't match up and it sucked.
"Jackson! Give me five more minutes, okay?" She giggled from a position that had her twisted like a pretzel. She liked privacy when she did yoga, most likely because of some of the insecurities she had about herself. He could never keep his hands to himself when he caught her bent into knots like that though. The first time he walked in on her doing yoga was after they were married and it clicked. This is why she's so flexible…
"I'm just admiring the view, that's all." He mostly joked and held his hands up in surrender. But Jackson couldn't deny what it did to him.
"Mhmm" was all he got out of her, but she decided to ignore him and finish her poses. Yoga was something she started when she began medical school. The late nights and intense studying and cramming brought her stress level to an all-time high. An old roommate introduced her to it and she's been doing it ever since. For twenty minutes a day it clears her mind of every surgical procedure, every patient and every anxiety she has.
"What about the downward-facing dog one? Did you do that one yet?" Jackson asked excitedly from a sprawled out position on the sofa. He'd picked up on some of the poses and their names over time and definitely had his favorites.
She simply nodded her head that she had in her reply but went on to one that he preferred even more than downward-facing dog. The forward bend pose was the hottest one in his opinion, there was definitely something about seeing how tight her bottom looked like that did it for him.
April finished her set of poses with the plough pose which she had mastered. By the time she was done her husband was ready to pounce. He met her on the floor and pinned her back against her yoga mat.
"You are so sexy." He moaned when his lips met hers. She was just a little bit sweaty from the exercise and it was pushing all the right buttons for him. His lips danced across her jawline and down her long neck while she let another quiet moan escape her.
"No I'm not, Jackson. My whole body feels swollen and I'm barely three months along. I couldn't even button my jeans this morning." She sighed, all the more thankful her uniform consisted of scrubs which she wore for the majority of the day anyway.
He evacuated the crook of her neck and took the opportunity to convince his bashful wife of how gorgeous she really is. It didn't help that he pulled her legs up over his shoulders and began kissing his way further down her torso.
"April, you're carrying my baby. Do you have any idea how much of a turn on that is for me? The fact that first you gave me the kind of love I always hoped to have and then you gave me the perfect marriage. Now you're giving me a child. I mean you and I…we made a tiny person together. Everything about you already did it for me but it's so much worse now. Every swollen part of you right now is just a constant reminder of everything you've given me." He consoled her, hoping to reiterate his feelings for her and her feelings towards herself.
His mouth returned to her warm skin and he felt her hands make their way to the back of his head. She threw her head back as he started showing her exactly how much he cherished her. His hands pushed her tank top up and he pulled it over her head. His kisses fell down to the curve of her breasts and he smiled.
"…and these are great by the way." He told her honestly while he left a few small marks on the top of her breasts and his hands groped the rest of them. Her breasts were already a lot more pronounced and she wouldn't catch him complaining any time soon. She rolled her head back at his touch; everything about that area had been so much more sensitive lately she could barely take it.
The way Jackson made her feel like a princess without even trying reassured her of why she married him. Even she knew that her self-confidence was improving, though she still wasn't sure how it was so poor to begin with.
She let out a small laugh when his large hands began tickling her sides which soon turned into a full on giggle fit. He knew all about those two spots that could unhinge her at any moment and he had no mercy on them since they were discovered.
Trying to turn his attention away from her tickle spots, April rolled over so that she was straddling her husband and she tried to pin his arms to the floor. At first she thought it worked because she's stronger than him but she realized he was just letting her win, though she took advantage of it anyway.
"Do. Not. Tickle. Me. Any. More." She scolded him, trying really hard not to laugh but not really succeeding in the least.
"Have I ever told you how sexy you are when you're bossy?" Jackson asked. The smile wiped off his face which was now only showing dark eyes and a lustful gaze. He almost looked hungry for her.
With that he scooped her up and marched to their bedroom. He carefully laid her on their king sized bed and made love to her like he'd wanted to do all day.
Later in the evening they were still lying in bed. April was sound asleep and Jackson was stuck awake, worrying. As much as he wanted to be a dad and even as good at it as he knew he would be, there was still a little part of him that hoped he didn't end up being the kind of father that his father was. April seemed to have all the confidence in the world in him and that was enough to give him the reassurance he needed.
April rolled onto her side, still engulfed in sleep and he pulled her close to wrap his arms around her. She let out what sounded like a complacent sigh and he got lost in the thought of how happy his life was.
Just as Jackson was on the verge of sleep he was awoken by April's jumping out of bed and running to the bathroom. He jumped up to follow her and see is she was okay but was confronted with the bathroom door being slammed shut in his face before he could get in.
"April, are you okay? Is it just the morning sickness?" He probed, leaning up against the door waiting for her to answer. He waited and waited, only hearing her eventually flush the toilet and soon after, the sink turned on and he waited for her to finish brushing her teeth.
"Just the morning sickness? What the hell does that mean?" She grumbled and walked into the kitchen looking for some tea to make. She thought she had just bought chamomile tea but wasn't having any luck finding it. She only had one spot for tea. It didn't help that Jackson was hot on her heels trying to explain himself.
"Baby, I didn't mean it like that. I just didn't know if it was something worse." He danced around her question, trying to pull his foot out of his mouth.
"Something worse? So morning sickness isn't bad?" She snapped and he tried to grab ahold of her hands to comfort her. "Why don't you try throwing up everything you've tried to keep down all day and then we'll talk."
"That wouldn't be fair in our deal." He chuckled, reminding her of the deal they made shortly after they found out about the pregnancy. April has the baby and he'll change every diaper any child of theirs has for the rest of time. She liked the deal at the time at least. It made her laugh then and usually did the trick when she was frustrated by the pregnancy too even though it was unrealistic to think Jackson would manage or even try to change every single diaper.
"Yeah, well…the deal seems kind of one-sided right now." She mocked, her mood doing a complete 180 from where it was just seconds ago.
Jackson took that as his cue to change the subject and take the rest of the heat off him. He pulled the chair out at the island in their kitchen for her.
"You have a seat, and I'll make your tea." Jackson promised her, giving her the Avery smile that lulled her into serenity every time.
She nodded and sat down. Jackson pulled the chamomile tea bags out of the side of the refrigerator and April scrunched her nose up.
"Why was the tea in the refrigerator?" She asked, completely confused. The tea went in the tea drawer.
"I don't know…is that not where it normally goes? I saw it in there this morning when I got a yogurt." He answered, just as confused.
"It goes in the tea drawer." She laughed again and tried to remember when she would have put the tea bags in the refrigerator.
"Pregnancy brain. At least you didn't put the ice cream in the cupboard again." He teased and she had to laugh at that. Cleaning up half a gallon of melted cookie dough ice cream was not her cup of tea. No pun intended.
After he set the tea in front of her he pulled up a chair and got a bottle of water out of the refrigerator for himself. "Have you thought of any names yet?" He asked his wife.
"A little. I have a couple of ideas. I may have made a list or two." She laughed awkwardly and he grinned back at her. Her lists and her efficiency made him love her even more.
"Yeah. I think about it all the time. Honestly though, whatever name you want…within reason, is fine with me." He grinned at the thought and she laughed. It really was the least he could do since she was having his child. "Of course my grandpa has already decided if it's a boy his name will be Harper. And I would rather die. Just so you know." Jackson rolled his eyes which showed April he wasn't really kidding.
"What if it's a girl?" April asked him, wondering what Harper Avery's girl name would be.
"He said it's a boy." Jackson laughed at the memory of their brief skype conversation in his moms office. "Though my mom did say that she wouldn't hate us if we chose Catherine."
They both roared with laughter, knowing that neither of those names would ever make it to the top of their lists.
"Can I see your list?" Jackson asked in his sweet voice, trying to talk his wife into sharing.
"No. No way. You will veto them all without giving them the time of day. No one ever likes the first names that are thrown out there." She jested. He shook his head at her, unconvinced.
"That's not true." He argued and she reminded him, "Harper and Catherine. Do you remember those names or did you already repress that memory?" She teased. April knew that she just made her point.
"Yeah but that's different. How about just one name? The boy name." He pled, trying to get one of her ideas out of her.
She looked at him and eyed him suspiciously. One idea wouldn't hurt.
"Noah?"
