RPV
Kristen and I had a half hour lay over at JFK. To be honest, I was worried. We didn't have JB with us, he was already in the UK. The papparazi have been the worst they have ever been. Of course I know why, but I just wish they would cool it. Kristen has been doing quite well. She is so brave and takes everything the world throws at her. I never see her even blink an eye when she hears mean or rude comments shouted at us. But I felt so terrible when I woke up to her sobbing in pain on the plane. I wish she would communicate with me more, especially now that she is in full on pregnancy mode. She is just at the half way mark. I'm so glad my mom told me to bring something for her back, I couldn't stand to see her in pain.
We were seated at our gate, hidden under hats and sunglasses waiting for them to bored first class. Kristen was playing with my wedding ring, she had this peculiar smirk on her face. "Hey babe?" she asked.
I snuggled my head into her, she was about to ask me to do something, I could tell. "Yeah, baby?"
She stayed silent. Oh great. "What do you want to eat?" I asked, with a hint of humor in my voice.
She chuckled quietly, "Shrimp."
"Shrimp? Where am I supposed to get that?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know.."
"It's 6am. You want shrimp?"
Kristen looked down. I think I hurt her feelings, "Baby, I'm sorry." I hugged her close to me. I ran my hands up and down her back.
"I know I'm a pain in the ass, forget it." She said. I could hear a hint of tears in her voice.
I sighed, getting her shrimp was the least I could do. "Alright, I'll try." I kissed her adorable forehead and got up. "Wait!" she yelled. "I changed my mind. I want a hamburger."
I laughed, boy, what a sudden change. "Hamburger, ok, Anything else?"
She rubbed her belly and thought for a second, "Cranberry juice."
"Got it. I'll be back as soon as I can." I kneeled down to her belly, "Take care of our little girl." I kissed her belly, and I saw the blush in her checks. She loves when I do that.
I walked quickly through the terminal, not wanting to get recognized. I went up to a McDonalds, I really didn't like having Kristen eat this but there was no In & Out in NYC. I waited in line and walked up to the cash register. "What can I get for you?" The rude worker asked. This guy had no idea who I was, thank fuck!
"I need 3 big Macs and 1 order of french fries." 3 should be enough for Kristen.
"Anything else, sir?"
"No, that is. Thank you."
"That will be $12.75."
I handed him my debit card, then regretted it when he looked down at the name. Fuck. Im screwed.
"Can I see some ID sir."
I reached into my wallet and pulled it out, 'Please God, no!' I prayed to myself.
The college drop out looked at my Id and then back at my card. He looked at me and then shrugged his shoulders and handed me back my ID. "Thank you."
Phew. My food came up shortly and I booked it out of there. Now all I needed was cranberry juice. I walked into an airport drug store and went over to the refrigerator. I grabbed two juices and went to the cashier.
"Is that all, sir?" The clerk asked.
"Yep."
"That will be 4.50."
This time I handed him cash, "Here you go."
"Thank you. 50 cents is your change, have a good day."
"You too."
I was back to Kristen in 10 minutes. Dang, I made good time. I was relived to see that she was exactly where I left her, and no one had noticed her.
I handed her the bag and she ripped it right from my hand. "Thank, fuck." she muttered under her breath. She smashed the first burger into her mouth, "sooo good. Thank you." she said in between bites. I sat there watching her eat, she was so cute.
"Here is your juice, baby."
Kristen gulped that down along with her burger, "I was so hungry." she moaned. I laughed, "I could tell."
Kristen saved one burger for the plane, she packed it away safely into her backpack. "That is for later."
I nodded and tucked her head underneath my chin. She sighed in contentment, "How is your back feeling?"
"Better. Thanks to you."
"Thank my mom, it was her idea." I told her.
"Oh really? Ok, I will. I can't wait to see her."
"Same here." I whispered. I really missed my mom. I couldn't wait for her to see Kristen. I was so proud of her, and of what we made together.
"Now boarding our first class flyers."
"Thats us, baby. Lets go."
I helped kristen up and we walked over to the check in line. We were escorted to our seats. I made sure Kristen had the window seat, I sat next to her and made sure she was comfortable. I wanted nothing more then to give her everything she wanted. "Can I get you anything, sweetie?"
"Our blanket." She said, her eyes slowly closing. "Of course."
I laid it over top of her and kissed her lips softly. "Go to sleep, angel."
Kristen smiled, "Sleep with me."
I nodded and draped the blanket over myself as well. I let my hand wonder onto Kristen belly underneath the blanket, I rubbed up and down gently. Kristen surprised me and un zipped her pants. She took my hand and placed it there. "Kristen!" I whispered in shock.
"Please." she begged.
"Once everyone is boarded and the lights are off."
"Kay."
in twenty minutes time, the rest of the passengers were boarded and we were ready for take off.
10 minutes later the flight attendants let us know that it was safe to move about the cabin, but the entire flight was silent and sleeping.
I felt Kristen move my hand again, "Please."
"Anything for my wife." I whispered.
