Johnny rolled over onto his side and put his arm around Olivia. He let his hand rest on her little bump as he placed light kisses on her shoulder and nuzzled her neck.
"Mmmm…" Olivia reached her hand back to cup his face. "Good morning to you, too." She said before kissing him.
He kept her in their kiss as he became aroused. Olivia turned her body and put her arms around his neck. As she ran her hands through his hair, Johnny jumped.
"What the…?" He said as he moved away from her. "What the hell was that?"
Olivia looked over at him, confused. When she saw him with his hand up, wide eyes staring at her belly, she burst into laughter.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
"Come here you goof!" she managed to say between giggles.
She grabbed his hand and placed it back on her belly. "THAT was your baby; excuse me, your DAUGHTER moving. Think of it as her way of saying 'Good morning, Daddy!'" she smiled up at him.
He was on his knees next to her, staring down at his hand on her belly, waiting to feel her move again.
And there it was.
"Whoa. That's…"
"Freaky? I told you it was." Olivia finished his thought.
Johnny laughed. "Not freaky. Amazing."
"Oh yeah. So amazing that you ran from me like there was an alien in there or something, right?" she teased.
He smiled. "I'm sorry. Why is she moving around so much? Is everything ok?"
"Well, like mommy, she just woke up and she's hungry. So, yes, everything is just fine."
"Wow. I can't get over how amazing it is to feel her moving around. That's my daughter in there." He bent down to kiss her stomach.
Click.
He looked up at her with her camera in her hand. "What? I couldn't help it. I had to." She smiled.
He smiled back and then spoke to her belly. "Are you hungry, little one?" he asked.
"Um, I am. I think it's safe to say she is. And she's also sitting on my bladder!" She pushed him aside so she could get up from the bed.
As he watched her walk away he said, "You know, if I wasn't used to these mood swings already, I'd be highly offended."
"Well, I guess it's a good thing you are then, huh?" she replied. She turned around before entering the bathroom. "Oh and by the way, fair warning, it gets worse."
"Yay, something to look forward to." He teased.
"John."
"Alright, alright. I'll shut up and go downstairs to make my girls something to eat." He said as he left the room.
When Olivia finally came downstairs, he noticed she was fully dressed.
"Where are you going, hot stuff?"
"To work."
Johnny looked over at her in surprise. "No, you're not."
"Yes, I am."
"Liv, Jax and Carly both told you not to go to work today. Why do you insist on being stubborn and go in anyway?"
"Because, they're not gonna do my work which means it's only going to sit there until I go in. So, I'll just go in and do it."
"No."
Olivia was taken aback. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me. You're not going anywhere."
"John, I am not going to argue with you about…" She grabbed onto the counter for support. "Whoa."
Johnny dropped what was in his hand and grabbed onto her. "What's wrong? Are you ok? Liv?"
Olivia took deep breaths. "I'm ok. It was just a dizzy spell that came out of nowhere."
"See? You're not going anywhere. Let's go back upstairs and change your clothes, so you can be comfortable." He said as he started to lead her to the stairs.
"No, no, no. I'm fine. Really." Olivia pushed his hand away.
Johnny gently grabbed her face in his hands. "Why must you be so stubborn? I said you are not leaving this house and that's all there is to it."
Before Olivia could answer, he bent down and lifted her over his shoulder.
"What are you doing? Put me down, John!"
"Nope." He simply stated as he carried her upstairs.
"Oh my God. I can't believe you. I'm fine. I just haven't had anything to eat. PUT ME DOWN!" she yelled.
Johnny continued carrying her upstairs in silence, letting her yell to her heart's content. When he got to their bedroom he gently placed her down on the bed.
"Ugh. Move." She demanded.
"Not until you take off your clothes."
"Oh if you think I'm in any kind of mood for that…"
"I mean for you to get comfortable. That's all."
She looked up at him and knew there was no point in fighting him on the matter.
"Fine." She gave him a look and started to undress.
"Thank you. Now, I'm going to go down and finish breakfast. Do you want me to bring it up to you when it's done?" he asked.
"I'm perfectly capable of coming downstairs, thank you very much." She snapped.
Johnny sighed as he walked away shaking his head.
Olivia watched him walk away. She put her hand on her belly and said out loud, "Oh my little angel. You are making mommy give daddy such a hard time. That's not fair. Stop it." She changed her clothes and headed downstairs.
When she walked into the kitchen, Johnny had his back to her. She walked up to him and put her arms around him.
"I'm sorry." She whispered before kissing his shoulder blade.
He quickly turned around. "Sorry? What are you sorry for, babe?" he asked.
"For my stupid mood swings. It's not fair that you keep suffering through them."
"Hey. I'll take what you give me over Carly any day. True story." He smiled as he put his arms around her.
She put her arms around his neck. "You don't deserve it. Don't even get me started on her." She started to caress his ears. "I have an idea."
"Oh yea? What's that?" he smirked as he kissed her.
She giggled. "Get your mind out of the gutter. I was thinking that since we are both home today, you should bring the tree in so we can decorate it."
"That is a good idea. I already brought the tree in." he smiled at her. "But, we will not be doing anything until you eat. Don't want you getting dizzy on me again. So, sit down and eat."
Two hours later…
Johnny was finally done putting the lights on the tree and he plugged them in to get the seal of approval from Olivia.
"Oh, yay! They look so pretty!"
"Thank God! I'm not sure I have the patience to try and fix them if they weren't good enough."
"Aww, honey. I'm sorry. But, I hate that part. As soon as Dante was old enough, he learned how to do it and it was his job for life!" she laughed.
Johnny laughed. "Poor kid."
"Oh my God! How did you get all of these?" Olivia exclaimed when she found a box of old ornaments.
Johnny looked in the box. "Ah, that would be courtesy of Dante. He was adamant that they needed to be on your tree."
"Well, he's right. But, how in the hell did he get these away from my mom?" she wondered.
"Um, I'm not sure she knows they're gone." She looked at him confused and he put his hands up. "Hey. Don't look at me. Ask your son."
"Jeez, she must be having a conniption." She said as she went through all of the ornaments. The box was filled with handmade Dante creations from his childhood, as well as ornaments that were special to her for many different reasons.
While they were putting the ornaments on the tree, Johnny's cell phone rang. It was closer to Olivia, so she picked it up.
"Hello?" she said as she walked over to him.
"Senor Zacharra, por favor?"
"Um, okay. Hold on?" she handed the phone over to him.
"Who is it?" he whispered.
"I don't know. He's talking Spanish." She shrugged.
He nodded, knowing exactly who it was. "Hello Mr. Torres, how are you?" he was silent for awhile as he listened. "How did that happen to three of your trucks at the same time?" he sighed. "Is there any way that this can wait until tomorrow? I'm in the middle of something with my fiancée…" he looked over at Olivia apologetically. "Okay, go ahead and have the towing company take them to my shop, I should be there in about 30 minutes." He ended the call and immediately walked over to Olivia who was now sitting down.
"I'm so, so sorry baby. It's just that these trucks are how he makes his living. If they are out of commission, he loses a lot of money. So…" she put her finger to his lips.
"It's ok, honey. You don't have to explain to me. It happens. Besides, the tree is pretty much done."
He smiled at her. "Yes, I do have to explain to you. I promise to work as fast as I can so I'm not gone too long."
Olivia sighed. "I'll be ok. I think." She looked around. "I'm sure I can find something to do in this big house."
"Yea, we both know you'll be lying here, watching a bunch of your chick flicks." He teased her.
"Don't forget the food I'll be stuffing my face with." She laughed. "You should get going, honey. You don't want to leave your customer waiting."
He unwillingly stood up and walked to the door. She followed him and got his coat for him.
When he grabbed it he looked at her and said, "Now, don't you go being all sneaky and leaving the house to go to work. You hear me?"
She put her arms around his waist. "Yes, dear. I won't leave the house. I promise. As a matter of fact, I'll cook dinner."
"I should probably object, but, I won't." They both laughed and he kissed her.
"Be careful." She said.
"Always."
"Hardly ever's more like it." She replied.
He smiled and kissed her again. And again. And again.
She giggled and pushed him toward the door. "If you don't leave now, you never will."
He bent and kissed her belly. "I love you." He said before he kissed her one more time.
"I love you, too."
He backed away, blew her a kiss and walked out of the door.
Later that afternoon…
The ringing of her cell phone woke her from her nap and when she looked at it, she saw it was Dante calling.
"Hey, honey." She said when she picked up.
"Were you sleeping, ma? At work?"
"No, silly. I'm home. I was watching a movie, but it ended up watching me. What's up?"
"Umm…what are you doing for Christmas?" he asked.
"Nothing that I'm aware of. Why? You want me to cook, don't you?" she laughed.
Dante laughed. "Of course I do. But, I was thinking, how about having the family over?"
"What? Our whole family? Here? In our house?"
"Yes. Nona called me this morning to guilt trip me into asking you." Dante laughed at himself. He'd never been good at lying to his mom. "She wants to see you and the house, but doesn't want you to drive. What do you say? I'll help with anything and everything, I promise."
Olivia sighed. "Everything? Including convincing John that this is a good idea?" she tried to think quickly. "Look, I have to talk to him first. It's only fair. I'm gonna have to do something special to get him in a good mood before I bring it up."
"And this conversation is officially over. Come on, ma! I don't need details! Call me later."
Olivia put her phone down. She knew John was not going to be in the best mood after working on all of those trucks today. Not to mention, as much as he insists it doesn't bother him, her mood swings are getting to him. How the hell was she going to bring this up? What could she do to soften the blow? She smiled as the idea came to her and she went to start dinner.
Later that night…
As they were finishing up dinner, Johnny gave Olivia a full report on his day.
"Oh, honey. You must be so tired." She said as she rubbed his shoulders.
"That feels so good."
"I have an idea. Why don't you go up and take a hot shower to relax your muscles and then I'll give you a nice massage. How does that sound?" she kissed his ear and neck.
"Mmm…well, will this massage have a happy ending?"
"Ha! Maybe…maybe not. Guess you'll have to wait to find out." She teased.
He pulled her into his lap and kissed her. "It's not nice to tease."
"Would you go get in the shower?"
"Come with me. I'll enjoy the shower more." He smirked.
"The point is to relax, not get worked up." She said as she stood up. "Now, get going buddy."
When he stepped out of the shower, Johnny noticed a familiar scent and smiled. He wrapped the towel around his waist and opened the door. "Is that vanilla I smell?"
He was greeted by a room lit only by candles and soft music playing. Olivia was on the bed, in a black baby doll nightie, waiting for him. She got up from the bed and slowly walked over to him. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. After all this time, she still managed to take his breath away. All he could manage to say was "Wow."
She put her hands on his waist and gently tugged at his towel. "Ready for your massage?"
Johnny continued to stare at her and then he smiled. "I have absolutely no interest in anything but making love to you, right now."
Olivia opened his towel and smiled. "Clearly, but, sorry to disappoint you, I only offered a massage." She started to walk backwards to the bed and tugged at him to follow.
"Do you really think that with you looking like that, a massage is all that's going to happen? How about we change the plan?" he pulled her to him and kissed her.
"Heyyy…no fair. I'm supposed to be taking care of you tonight. It's my way of apologizing and trying to make up for being a super bitch all of the time." She pouted.
"First of all, you have nothing to make up to me. No apologies, baby. Second of all, have I ever told you that when you pout it turns me on?"
He pulled her into a kiss with so much passion that it sent chills through her body. She let go of his towel, stepped back, undid the ribbon that held her nightie in place and let it fall off of her body. She then reached up and grabbed onto his hair, pulling him into an even deeper, more passionate kiss.
In one movement, he lifted her from the floor, placed her on the bed and was over her, looking at her with lust filled eyes. "I know that I don't deserve you, but I'm damn glad to have you in my life." He said with a husky voice.
She put her finger to his lips. "Shhh…stop that crazy talk. You do deserve me and I'm yours, forever."
Unable to resist any longer and without warning, Johnny entered her causing a surprised moan of pleasure to escape from her lips.
"Ohhh, John!"
As their bodies moved in a steady rhythm, Johnny caressed her swollen breasts with his tongue. Olivia moaned in response and ran her hands through his hair, stroking his ears as well. She could feel her orgasm rapidly approaching and grabbed his hips to guide him deeper in to her. As he did, she winced.
He looked down at her. "What's wrong? Am I hurting you?" he was breathless.
She shook her head. "No, no, no. I'm fine."She lied. She pulled him in for a kiss to shut him up.
As if their bodies were one, their orgasms took over at the same time.
As she lay there, trying to catch her breath, Johnny planted kisses on her body. Starting at her neck and ending on her belly. He stopped there and laid his head on her belly. She caressed his cheek with her finger.
The baby kicked and Johnny could feel it on his cheek. "Hey!"
Olivia laughed. "I think someone doesn't like you invading her space. But don't take it out on mommy!"
"I thought you said sex rocks her to sleep."
"It does. But, she might be feeding off of my anxiety, right now."
He crawled up to lay beside her and grabbed her in his arms. She threw a blanket over them. "Speaking of, what happened before? You winced in pain, I saw it. Did I hurt you?"
She sighed. "I don't know what happened. But, it wasn't something we should worry about. Before you ask, I promise to bring it up at the next appointment, ok?"
"You know me too well. Doesn't matter anyway, I'll be there. So, even if you happen to forget, I'll remember and ask." He smiled and kissed her.
She pulled away and smiled at him. "However, that's not the anxiety I was referring to."
"Oh?"
"Would now be a bad time to tell you that my family wants to come here to celebrate Christmas?" She bit down on her bottom lip in anticipation of his response.
He was silent for a minute.
"That depends." He finally answered. "Would now be a bad time to tell you that they will be here tomorrow night?"
She sat up quickly and turned around to look at him.
"WHAT?"
TO BE CONTINUED
