Honey, I'm Home!
Chapter Twenty-One
B
"Whooo... whoooo..." I puffed out through the pain of yet another cramp in my abdomen. The girls were in rare form today. If this was any indication of how they would be when they came out, then Edward and I were in for one hell of a ride with these two.
Rubbing my very large belly, I sighed. Bed rest was no walk in the park; actually, it fucking sucked! Not only was I a prisoner in my own home, but on the days Esme and my mother allowed Rose and Alice to visit, it felt like fucking solitary confinement.
One hounded me about wedding colors, fabrics, and wallpaper for the nursery, and the other got on my nerves about moving out of the condo and into her neighborhood. I bet you can guess which one was which. Between those two fruitcakes and these two hellions in my belly, I was definitely in need of a vacation. Oh, and did I mention that I hadn't had sex in over two months?
Over the last few weeks, I'd graduated from simple discomfort to having Braxton Hicks contractions. Of course, I didn't know that at the time. But after having Rose and Alice rush me to the hospital a couple of nights ago, I found out the hard way.
By hard way, I mean, I almost gave my poor fiancé fucking heart attack!