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It was the first day since the early beginnings of this pregnancy that Olivia hadn't succumbed to morning sickness. She finally felt like she could sit and eat a decent breakfast with Noah this morning. They had always said the first trimester was the worst, and Olivia was happy she just past it at 14 weeks.
They had spent the night at Peter's condo, which they had done a lot more over the past few weeks, and Olivia decided to make use of the spacious kitchen he had. She managed to whip together French toast and fruit. She had just been happy to be able to smell it and not go running to the bathroom.
Olivia had been at the island that resides in the middle of the kitchen, and was all smiles when she seen Peter emerge from the hallway already dressed for work. "This is probably my favorite color on you," he wraps around the counter and moves in to engulf her in his arms. His hands instantly go to her tiny belly that had begun to show a lot more these days.
"Then maybe I should wear it more often," she's dressed in a silk olive green blouse that buttoned down and had a loosely tied bow near the collar.
"Mmm," he hums and kisses her neck. "You sure we don't have a little bit of time before your appointment?" She laughed lightly and tilted her head back to kiss him.
"You just love keeping me in trouble, don't you?" she bit her lower lip and looked towards the hallway where Noah could be coming down any minute. "With one kid it's already hard enough. How are we going to do this with two?" she turned in his arms and wrapped her arms around his torso, with her head tilted up to him.
"Move very quickly," his hands moved down her backside and squeezed her ass before lifting her up onto the counter. Her laughter filled the room and he ran his hands up her waist until the tips of his fingers reached her silken skin under her blouse. His mouth pulled on her lower lip and opened her mouth to him. His tongue tasted the coffee on her breath and he wished he could taste more of her this morning.
"Come to my office for lunch today," he says between kisses and moves along her jawline to her neck slowly, making Olivia's skin sear with every kiss.
"Something tells me it's not just for lunch," she smiles and tosses her head back, her eyes are closed as she continues to go lower until he reaches the bow on her blouse. When he reaches to untie it they're interrupted by the buzzer to his condo. Only a second later they hear Noah running down the hallway from the makeshift room they had made for him. He ran right past them not taking even a moment to look over at his mother and Peter in the kitchen. Olivia looked at the clock on the wall and forgot Lucy had been coming over to take him to school.
"Hello?" he stood on his tippy toes and pressed the call box.
"Hi Noah, it's Lucy."
"Come on up!" he buzzes her into the building and runs back into the kitchen. Olivia had since hopped down from the counter and gathered herself and Peter before Lucy had came up. "What's for breakfast?"
"Well firstly, good morning," Olivia shakes her head and goes on to the fridge to pour him a glass of orange juice. "And we're having french toast today," he climbed up the stool that had been on the other side of the island.
"Thank you," he said when she handed him the cup. "Did you make some for Lucy too?" it had been so long since Lucy had been the one to take him to school, and he couldn't bare to hold in his excitement. She had been responsible to after school pick up since Peter had come into the picture and began taking him to school since he was into work later than her.
"Of course," she walked around the island and set his plate in front of him before cutting his toast into smaller pieces.
"I can do it mommy," he stated and reached for the fork and butter knife in her hands. "Peter let's me cut my food up because he says I'm a big boy now, and he trusts me," she looked up at Peter and he just shrugged his shoulders as he leaned against the corner sipping his coffee.
"I guess he's right," she brushed his hair out of his eyes and kissed his forehead. They heard the sound of the door opening and he jumped from his chair the moment he saw Lucy appear from the foyer. Olivia knew he had just been happy to see her in the morning after months without her; but the comment he made over a year ago about wishing Lucy was his mother had still rendered in the back of her mind. She loved Noah and never once questioned whether or not he loved her, but the comment still hurt her heart.
"LUCY!" he shrieked and hugged her around her waist.
"Hey buddy!" She ruffled his hair and followed him into the kitchen. "Hey Liv, Peter," she waved and took a seat next to Noah.
"Thank you so much again for this," Olivia made her a plate of food and handed it over. "We just have quite a few things going on this morning," she would be going to her first appointment with her obstetrician this morning with Peter, and she had been trying her best to keep this all under wraps.
"Which we need to get going to," Peter looked at his watch and set his empty mug in the sink. Olivia went over to give Noah a kiss goodbye, and grabbed her purse from the countertop.
"We love you Noah. Have a good day at school!" He had been too involved with his French toast to pay attention to them.
"Noah tell them bye," Lucy chuckles and nudges him to get his attention.
"Bye!" He waved and with that they were out the door.
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This is the first appointment she had had since finding she was pregnant at her routine appointment 2 months ago. She was filled with anxiety, just hoping that everything appeared good so far. Olivia hadn't ever experienced pregnancy before obviously with Noah, and honestly had no idea what to expect. She'd witnessed plenty of friends go through this, but it felt like she had been living in a completely different body.
She sat on the exam table in only the paper gown they had given her, with Peter sitting at her side looking just as nervous as her. He was dressed in her favorite look of his- sweats with a plain white tee and ball cap. His hand reaches for hers that rests in her lap and laced his fingers with hers.
"Good morning! How are we doing?" The doctor had knocked and entered cheerful as ever for 9 in the morning.
"A little bit of first sonogram jitters," Olivia began to sit back already on the table.
"Which is to be expected," she sat on the small rolling chair and went clicking away on the computer. "Just know whatever questions or concerns you have you call me anytime," the doctor tries her best to give reassurance to Olivia. "Has everything been okay since the last time we saw you?"
"My morning sickness was awful but I think the worst of it is over."
"For most it does begin to settle after the first trimester," the screen turns and she feels her heart pick up speed. "You all ready to see your baby?" She nods. Peter scoots closer to her and grabs a hold of her hand.
The doctor uses the probe carefully and white and gray matter appears on the screen. It takes only a few seconds before she sees the tiny figure appear on the screen. It almost takes her breath away seeing their baby right in front of them. For the past few months it had been a hard concept to wrap her head around. Olivia had been trying to picture a baby for so long, and now here it was right in front of her.
"I wasn't expecting it to look so much like…" she lost for words.
"Like a baby?" The doctor chuckles a bit, understanding entirely all too well where Olivia was coming from.
"Yeah, I just thought at 13 weeks it'd still look like a blurb," her eyes begin to well and she finds herself getting unexpectedly emotional. "I'm really having a baby," she looks up at Peter, who's looking up at the screen in just as much awe as she is.
"Let's get a good listen to that heartbeat," within seconds the sound fills the room and Olivia doesn't even try to stop the tears from falling. It's a new feeling that washes over her. She'd been slightly doubtful since finding out, not knowing if this pregnancy would take. They still had so much further to go, but hearing that their baby was doing just fine gave her the comfort she'd been needing.
"Sounds nice and strong too," she adds. Peter places butterfly kisses to Olivia's temple as his hand runs lightly over her arm. "A few measurements and we can get a better glance at your due date. That sound good?"
"That sounds perfect."
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The week has passed and she's happy that they're finally able to spend the day with Noah and break the news to him that he would be a big brother. They had spent a great amount of time planning this day out all week. Olivia just wanted it to be special because it would be the last time Noah would officially be an only child. Of course they've known for months now, but to Noah, Olivia was his mom and no one else's. After today it would no longer be like that for him.
They went for breakfast at his favorite place, played at the arcade, and now they were ending their day at the park with ice cream. It was cliche to say but Olivia really couldn't believe this was her life. Her and Peter walked behind Noah who was riding his bike ahead of them, hand in hand. She couldn't understand why she was so nervous to tell him- he was seven years old; but she couldn't help the fear of him being upset. He had been her one and only for so long and the last thing she wanted was for him to feel like he was being forgotten.
"Hey Noah can you come here for a sec?" she waved for him to come sit with them at the bench.
"Are we going home?" he hopped off his bike and sat in between them.
"Not just yet. Peter and mommy wanted to talk to you about something really important," she grabbed his hand and held it between hers. Olivia took a deep breath and looked over at Peter who had his arm resting on the back of the bench. "I'm pregnant which means you're going to have a baby brother or sister soon," he looked up at her with his mind obviously in deep thought.
"Can it be a boy?" he asks and it brings a smile to Olivia's face along with Peter's.
"You know we don't exactly get to pick that, but I hope you would be happy with a little sister too," she places a hand to her belly that shown through the sundress she wore. Noah looks at her stomach and his forehead wrinkles.
"How is the baby in there?"
"It's kind of hard to explain but it starts off really small and then grows until it's strong and healthy enough to come out," she can tell he's still so confused was taking confusion over him being upset. "Maybe when the baby gets bigger it'll be a bit easier for you to understand," she caressed his face and kissed his cheek.
"Okay," he shrugged his shoulders. "Wait, so is Peter the baby's daddy?"
"Yes," she answers simply not knowing where he was going with this.
"So can Peter be my daddy too?" her throat catches and she looks over at Peter who had been just as stunned as her. This talk would have come some day or another but they hadn't ever had this discussion with each other. It was obvious Peter and Noah had become close, but she hadn't given it much thought as far as titles go.
"Um...well," she struggles to find words and looks to Peter for help.
"You know...I love you very much Noah and I'm very honored that you feel close enough to me to want to call me your dad," she always appreciated how Peter spoke to him like an adult, it actually made her laugh to herself sometimes. "Maybe we should give it some more time and then if you're really sure about this me you, and mom can have another talk about this," she felt herself internally exhale. Peter answered as perfectly as he could and went about it in such a way that made Olivia so much more appreciative of the relationship they shared.
"I think I know but I will give it more time like you said," Noah answered wisely. "Can we go home now?"
"Of course," Peter stood and Noah followed and went to grab his bike and helmet. Olivia stood and went on to grab ahold of Peter's hand and laced her fingers with his. They continued to walk closely like they were before while Noah rode ahead towards the condo.
"Thank you for what you said back there, but I don't want you to feel any pressure to be more to him than you already are," she looked up at him and saw a smile spread across his face.
"I don't feel any pressure at all. Noah and I have gotten so close over these past nine months, I can't ever imagine not having him in life. I'm thrilled he sees me as a father figure," he looked on at Noah who stopped at the crosswalk and waited on them. "He's going to handle all of this just fine," he kissed her temple and caught up with Noah at the crosswalk.
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The day has cooled down and they had all turned in for the night. Noah had been adamant about having Peter put him to bed tonight, and Peter had been more than happy to do that for him. Olivia had been in the kitchen cleaning and was happy they were spending time together after the day they had.
He was bathed and changed into his favorite pajamas that were covered in blue and red polka dots. With Eddy the Elephant tucked into bed next to him he was ready for his bedtime story. Peter sat on the edge of his bed next to him and finished the last of the book he had picked out to read. "Are you tucked in nice and tight?" Peter tucked in the comforter all around him.
"All good," he smiles with his new set of adult front teeth and reaches his arms out for a hug goodnight. Peter just about melted right then and there. He leaned to hug him and kissed the top of his head. "Goodnight Peter."
"Night kiddo," he reaches to turn off the side lamp and went on into the living room to find Olivia. She had been in the kitchen actually, tidying up before bed. When she turned around to place a bowl in a higher cabinet he noticed she had changed into one of his T-shirt's. It rode up just the slightest and revealed she had either no bottoms on or had been wearing a thong all day.
And he had planned on finding out.
When she turned around and saw him she knew by the look on his face exactly what he was looking at. She smirked at him and went on to finish putting away the dishes. "Noah asleep?" She asks more so to know if they have any chance at getting interrupted.
"He should be officially here soon," he rounded the island and leaned against the counter. She put away the last of the dishes and went to snuggle herself in his arms. Her arms wrapped around his back and rested at his shoulder blades. "You know you don't have to clean up my house right?"
"Yes but we have a rampant seven year old making a mess everywhere he goes," she kissed the corner of his mouth and brought her hands to caress the expanse of his chest. The word "we" isn't lost on him and he had felt complete in that moment.
"Yeah we do," he smiled running his hand along her backside. "I like your shirt," his hands gripped her ass and pulled her waist closer to him. "I'd like it even better if it was off of you and on the floor," she moans when his hands go right above her thighs and bring the hem of her shirt up with them. His hands continue and he groans when he feels the lace of her thong in his hands.
She tugs on his bottom lip and kisses him deeply while untying the drawstring to the sweats he had put on. It had been less often that they were able to be alone with one another these past few weeks, and seemed like when they did she had been too sick to even think about intimacy. More than anything he was just content with having her right here with him each night.
"Take them off," she breathes referring to her panties. Olivia broke away from their kiss and stood facing the island counter. Her hands held the edge and slowly moved further apart before leaning her body across it, and folding her arms in front of her. Her submission shocked him and he moved quickly, hooking his fingers into the lace and bringing them down her long and golden legs. His hands moved back up her legs and went to her heated core, running his hands along her slit, coating his fingers in her arousal. Her back arched at the feeling of having him on her again after what felt like the longest time. His fingers continued to tease her, only letting the tips of his forefinger and index reach her entrance. Her legs squeezed together hoping to find some relief for a moment from his torturous foreplay.
"Peter," she warns and exhales when he pulls away from her and she knows he's ridding himself of the sweats her wore. He stroked his length and took a hold of her hip to bring her further back. His mouth forms the perfect "O" when he fills her slowly and her body molds perfectly around him. Olivia's arms stretch out and her hips push back into him, wanting every last millimeter of her to be filled by him. He picks up his speed and thrusts himself in and out of her and grabbed a hold of her hair that fell in waves down her back. He tugs enough to pull her head back and expose her neck to him. He suckles carefully not to leave a mark and grips her hips with force. She's biting the hell out of her lip to stifle her moans when she feels the burning anticipation of her orgasm.
"Uhhhhn," she cried out when she felt her body warm and the familiar tingle vibrate all over her. She'd begun screaming in pleasure so loud Peter's hand that was on her hair flew to her mouth, terrified of Noah waking up. He slowed his thrusts and felt his release approaching right behind hers, pausing each time he filled her.
"Don't sto-" her throat catches as her orgasm continues to rip through her in bursts. The vice grip her body held onto him makes him come inside her, a mixture of her arousal and his covered his dick as he continued to fuck her. He took her hips in both of his hands and stiles his movement, falling forward on her back, being careful not to put too much weight on her.
He kisses her shoulder that had still been covered by the fabric of his shirt. They're both a heap of heavy breathing and he feels her body humming beneath him. If weekends meant fucking on the counter of his island and holding the woman he loved the most close to him, then he never stood a chance at letting this go.
"Take me to bed," Olivia says and he gently pulls away from her. It's a loaded statement but one that meant so much more these days. His place or hers, it didn't matter but the bed they shared at either one was the place they ended up at the end of the day. It was weeks of so much back and forth, him fighting to convince her this was all worth it. And now after the better part of a year he was here with her and Noah- his family.
She stood straight and grabbed his hand, leading him down the long hallway to the master bedroom at the end of the hallway. He closed the door behind them and helped Olivia strip herself of her clothes, before going into the bathroom and starting the shower. She followed behind him and he helped her step into the massive walk in shower. He stripped himself of his clothes and joined her under the cascade of steaming water.
He knew she was perfectly capable of doing it herself but he helped her shower, lathering up her loofah and running it over her tanned skin. Once he finished up she returned the favor and planted a kiss to his chest when he rinsed off. He helped her out and wrapped her in a towel, and gave her some space to get ready for bed.
He dried off and threw on pajamas and a t shirt and brushed his teeth before sliding into bed. She shut off the light to his walk in closet and leaned on the doorway peering over at him. She wore a silk cami set that had been in its last leg, barely containing her breasts that had grown almost double in size.
"What?" He smirked at her.
"Just looking at you," she grinned and moved to cuddle up next to him. Her head laid in her favorite spot on his chest and her palm spread out over his right peck.
"What's on your mind baby?" He ran his hand through her dampened hair with his arm that had been wrapped around her. Sometimes she was more reserved after a passionate round of love making, but tonight she had been more quiet than normal.
"Just thinkin," her voice was low and laced with sleep. "Today at the park and that talk with Noah-" she felt herself beginning to tear up. Her throat tightened as she tried to hold them back, ultimately tired of being so hormonal these last few weeks.
Peter simply kissed her temple and gave her a moment. He understood exactly how she felt because he had been reflecting on that moment too. "I just figured it would always be just Noah and I. I gave up years ago on the idea of finding someone who would even understand an ounce of my hectic life," she looked up at him with her chin resting on his chest. "Then I met you," he reaches with his thumb and wipes away the tears that fell.
"You saved me- you both did. I don't regret the way we found ourselves being together," she chuckles a bit thinking back to that night that felt so long ago. "After losing Pam I lost everyone in my family. I tried my best to be strong but you showed me I don't always have to be," he confesses and she wonders how they got here, but sometimes it was just like that for them; so many highs and rollercoaster lows.
"I love you so much, Olivia," he pulled her closer to him, her leg crossed over his body and pecked her lips.
"I love you too," she says simply and lays her head back on his chest.
"Marry me," he said. Her body freezes and her eyes that were once lazy had opened wide. She shot up from his embrace to take a good look at him to see if he had been serious.
"What?"
"Marry me."
EEEEEK.