March 14, 2009
"You look good." Juice shook his head and knocked Bri's hand away from her stomach. "Stop being so nervous babe… You're pregnant and deserve to show the belly off."
Bri nodded. "Last time I was here was for that party all those many months ago. Now I'm pregnant and engaged to you. Are you sure I have to come to the clubhouse with you Juice?"
He laughed and pulled her towards the clubhouse. "Yeah, I wanna show you off to my family babe. Let them know I'm doing good. That we're doing good. We're starting a family and I want them to be a part of that. Plus, you know most of the guys already. You've met Gemma, you need to meet her husband Clay… Jacey and Jax's stepdad and club president."
"Alright." She nodded as she linked her arm through his and rested her head on his shoulder as they walked into the clubhouse. "You've told them I'm all pregnant right?"
Juice nodded. "Yeah, I did…" He smiled down at her before pressing a kiss to her forehead. "They know you're all big and round."
"Ay! I thought the boy was lyin'!" Chibs eyed the couple and smirked. "He knocked her up!"
"Nope, all pregnant and ready to pop in two months." Bri smiled at the man as she took a seat on the empty stool next to him. "How's it going?"
"Better now that we get to make fun of how big your belly is." Kozik smirked at her. "Brianna Banana is having a little baby… You caught the pregnancy bug from Jacey huh?"
The brunette rolled her eyes. "Nope, it's all just coincidental… Can I get a water." She looked at the brunette behind the bar and smiled.
Juice paused as he looked at the bartender. "Gigi." He whispered to himself, wondering what the girl was doing working the bar in the clubhouse and not at her usual place of business. "Bri, I'm going to go find Gemma, do you wanna come with?"
"No, I'm not walking more than I absolutely have to." Bri waved him off. "Go catch up with Gemma… I'll be right here keeping Chibs and Kozik entertained." She gave him a quick kiss before watching him swagger off. "He's my little sporadic man child."
Juice looked back, seeing Bri and Chibs laugh while Gigi continued to eye him. "Gemma…" He mumbled as he turned back and found his way into the office. "Where'd you hire the new bartender from?"
Gemma slipped her glasses off and looked at him. "Nice to see you too."
"Seriously Gemma." He sat down in the chair and rubbed his head.
"She came in, said you sent her here." She leaned back and shook her head. "You didn't send her in for a job did you?"
"No I didn't…" Juice groaned. "I used to see her, like pay her for services…"
Gemma shook her head again. "You sneaky little fucker… You brought that Russian tart here today right? You left the two of them in the same damn room. What makes you think that Gigi won't tell Bri what you and her were up to?"
"She didn't wanna walk Gem, she's seven months pregnant… She's a little uncomfortable walking for long distances at times… Even if it's from the bar to the office. She just likes to sit and be comfortable." He sighed. "I'm hoping that she won't say shit to Bri… You think I can pay her off?"
"You better think of something fast… She obviously wants something if she's creeping this far into your personal life Juicy." The older woman crossed her arms. "I suggest you go out there and play mediator in case she tries to tell your girlfriend about the services she was paid for by you."
Juice stood up and moved out of the office and back towards the main room of the clubhouse, his brown eyes landing on Gigi who was laughing and talking with Bri. "Babe… I wanna show you something." He grabbed Bri's hand and smiled as she went with him without asking a single question or protesting. "I just wanted to show you how much I loved you." He walked her into the hallway, his hands instantly going to her belly.
Bri shook her head. "I thought I was supposed to be bonding with your club family, not sneaking off to one of these back rooms to have sex with you… I wanna just chill and not fuck today baby. Every fucking thing on me is hurting. I think my milk is starting to come in or something because my tits are killing my back."
"I heard it's good if you rub them and all that." He bit his lip and stared at her. "Come on…"
"Are you serious right now?" She laughed. "We're not fifteen… We can't sit in a dark room and you can't just squeeze my tits."
He tugged her into a room and gently tugged the top of her dress down. "It'll make you feel better… I promise." He locked the door behind them before moving towards the bed and pulling her down between his legs so her back was resting against his chest. "Your tits are fucking huge babe."
Bri shook her head and relaxed into his embrace as he began to massage her breasts. "That feels really good… Fuck you for being right."
He laughed and shook his head. "I read it in one of those pregnancy books about milk production and nursing… Like if you don't nurse the first day, your tits can become rock hard and the baby won't be able to nurse… You also should nurse up to eight times a day to avoid engorged breasts and don't give the baby a bottle or a pacifier the first month because he may forget how to latch on to your nipple. Which reminds me, are you going to take these piercings out?"
"Well, I hadn't planned on taking them out because I've had them forever but you can take them out now… Just be gently because my nipples are sensitive." She sighed. "I can't believe you're fondling my tits, brings back memories of my barely there b cups… Now I'm a fucking triple D."
Juice laughed and gently pulled out the first barbell before moving onto the second one. "I'll pay for you to get them done again, if you're into that. I just read something online about a baby choking on a barbell."
"Stop reading shit online Juan Carlos… Jesus." The brunette shook her head. "Let's just focus on finishing up preparations. He'll be here in like two months."
"What else do we need? The nursery is set up." He shook his head.
She tilted her head back to look at him. "You need to stop going on runs… Next time you leave me to go on a run, I will return this damn ring to you and keep you out of his life… I don't care, work on it. You're the only one bending over backwards to go on runs. Happy is next door being a good dad to his kid and you can't even stay home long enough to take care of me anymore. It's fucking annoying. I get it, this is your job but you don't have to be away almost every fucking week… If you keep it up, you'll never be around."
He nodded. "I don't have anymore runs to go on… I've got time off and I plan to spend it all with you and our family. I just had to bust my ass on runs to afford that diamond you're wearing… I couldn't have given you something small. You deserved something big and flashy." He kissed her neck. "I'll be with you every step of the way now. I promise."
Bri smiled. "I love you babe."
"I love you too." Juice smiled, feeling the tension melt away from the brunette's shoulders. "I love our son too… Which reminds me, we need to go back to the drawing board for his name… I'm not feeling Roman anymore."
"We can keep brainstorming." She smiled. "We need something unique and interesting considering he's going to grow up thinking his dad's name is Juice."
"Let's throw some names out there." He tapped on her belly. "Casper."
"Rhys, Cooper, Cruz, Legend… Legend Ortiz." Bri laughed. "Umm, Nolan, Gregory, Steele, Steele Ortiz? No? Alright… Sean, Branden, Bentley, Bentley Ortiz… Reyes, Sereno, Ryder, Killian, Kieran, Aleksandr, Axl, Aleric, Victor, Kellan, Cody, Christian, Colton, Mason, Vincent, Gunnar… Sebastian! Adam, Robert, Theo, Thomas, Michael, Slade, Rudy."
"I swear, I've heard most of those names somewhere before…" He laughed. "I don't even know if I know that many names! I'll have to consult the internet for a name."
She nodded. "A few of them are familiar sounding… We'll get his name picked and permanent by the time he's born. They don't even fill out the birth certificate until like you're leaving, I think… So we'll have time to pick the perfect one. Maybe it'll come to us when we're holding him or something."
SOA
"Blah!" Bri rolled her eyes as she climbed into bed and saw that Juice had brought his laptop in bed with him. "I swear, that laptop is your wife and I'm your pregnant mistress…" She covered the screen with a pillow and watched him cast her a dirty look. "What's so important that you brought that thing into bed with you?"
Juice shrugged. "I'm building my stock portfolio… Investing and all that good shit." He wrapped an arm around her. "Don't be jealous, I can please my wife and take care of my pregnant mistress at the same time."
"Not jealous… I'm prettier." The brunette rolled her eyes. "You trying to be a wall street suit baby?"
"No, just trying to get a savings account for the kid… I can't leave him with nothing. I wanna at least pay for some of his college education if he decides to go." He tapped on the screen and smiled. "I already have a few thousand saved for him."
"Well aren't you just being a good papa." She kissed his cheek. "You keep geeking out, I'm about to watch this movie Lucius let me borrow."
Juice closed his laptop and studied Bri's profile before licking the side of her face. "When did he give that to you?"
"He dropped it off when you were taking that unnecessary bubble bath." Bri looked at him before licking him back. "You know I don't like it when you lick me… Unless you're licking the cookie but since you aren't, keep your tongue to yourself… I see your eyes getting dark, don't be so jealous baby."
"It was relaxing." He shrugged. "I'll lick you wherever I want to lick you… You're about to be my wife." He pulled her into his lap and nuzzled his face in her hair. "You smell like baby lotion and baby shampoo already Bri… I thought I told you to stay out of the baby stuff."
"You did… I had Ingrid buy me my own selection of baby products… They just smell so good and feel how soft my skin is! It's perfect… Don't you dare judge me." She laughed as the movie started playing. "This movie is supposed to have a lot of violence, sex, romance and subtitles."
"You and the kid are gonna smell the same." Juice braided her hair and smiled at his work. "I still got it! I remember watching you braid your hair to the side every damn time you got stressed out… Now you just roll out of bed and go unless you have work."
"Bed head is my thing… Like why even bother doing it… You know I like it a certain way. The braid will be my go to." Bri nodded and touched her hair. "You did a great job babe."
"Well, thank you." He tugged on the braid before wrapping his arms around her shoulders. "You think the kid will be the type to wanna sleep in bed with us all the time?"
"If we always keep him in here with us he will be." She smiled. "Don't go getting any ideas though… I'm fine with like a bassinet in here occasionally but he's so not being our roommate babe."
"I wasn't even thinking about moving him in…" He pressed on her stomach and smiled when he felt the movements of his son. "I still can't believe I'm going to be a dad… We're having a son. You and me! It's mindblowing. An outlaw and surgeon are reproducing."
Bri chortled and nodded. "It's an amazing world… What a time to be alive, huh? I'm going to sleep, you can continue to do that cute stock portfolio thing you were doing with your wife. Me and the kid are going to be getting some sleep. Well, I'll be sleeping and he'll probably be kicking and punching like usual."
March 16, 2009
"What're we at the baby store for?" Bri asked her boyfriend as they parked. "I thought we had everything.. That's what you told me." She opened the door and climbed out of the SUV before pulling her shirt down and over her belly for the hundredth time. "I swear this maternity shirt lied when it said it was an XL." She shook her head and moved to the back of the SUV, grabbing Juice's hand before he started to walk them towards the store.
"We're here to get a bassinet." Juice grinned at her as he watched her move into the store ahead of him. "The other night had me thinking, I think I'd want him sleeping in the room with us on occasion. Not sharing our bed but just being in there. Especially on nights where we're both worn out and it'll be easier to grab him because he's by the bed."
"Valid point. I can't even argue with you there." The brunette watched him grab a cart. "We went a bit overboard, we're going to be screwed if we end up with a babyshower or some shit… We won't need a damn thing from anyone."
He shrugged and looked up at the signs before directing the cart towards the right aisle. "Doesn't matter… You didn't want a baby shower anyway." He halted and moved her in front of him before wrapping his arms around her the best he could as they started to push the cart. "You think they have black bassinets? Or do they only make white ones?"
"They come in different colors babe… Normal people buy white because it's calming or some shit but I'm sure you can find a black one to match the bedroom." Bri stopped, grabbing at a toy. "Look baby, it's a cute stuffed motorcycle."
"Yeah, we gotta get that." Juice nodded excitedly and smiled. "Okay but no more, we're just here for a black bassinet. We won't be walking out of here with a hundred more things he may not even need."
She shrugged. "There is your black bassinet… I think we should go to the clothes aisle. You can never have too many onesies or those cute little baby shorts. Babe! He needs the cute little shorts and baby jeans. I'm serious."
"We can go down that aisle." He smirked as he dropped the box into the cart. "Okay, let's go buy 98 more things that he doesn't need… I love seeing you excited about baby clothes. It's cute as hell Brianna."
Bri winked at him before tossing in some onesies. "I just want him to have options… Like what if he's one of those huge newborns that can't fit the newborn onesies? Like what if I have like a ten pound baby, he's automatically already gonna be in the next size up."
"If you have a ten pounder… I'll have to give you props and buy you a bigger ring." Juice kissed the side her neck before biting it softly. "I don't think he'll be that big though, I think he'll be eight pounds, max."
"Well, my pussy is just going to be sore for ten years!" She laughed and covered her face as she drew the attention of other shoppers. "He better not have broad ass shoulders either… I heard being torn open is rather unpleasant and you can barely walk afterwards… It'll be like if you decided to do anal but skipped out on the lube."
"Who would even do that without lube?" He cocked an eyebrow at her. "Have you tried it without lube?"
"Nope." Bri shook her head and covered her butt with her hands. "This is not a place you can just force your way into… You need an invitation and have to be properly dressed."
"Invite only?" Juice smacked her ass and laughed. "Bullshit… I don't remember being invited."
"You're my boyfriend, you have an open invitation." The brunette smirked. "As long as you're wearing the proper wetsuit."
"Yo, I have a half chub right now." He let out a goofy laugh as he adjusted the front of his pants. "This hasn't happened since like high school… Remember I popped a boner in the middle of an assembly?"
"I remember that I gave you a hand job and your splooge hit the girl sitting in front of us in the back of the head because I the shirt fell off your lap." Bri squealed. "And she touched it remember! You were like 'sorry, my girl's lotion squirted everywhere!'."
Juice doubled over in laughter, holding his sides. "She rubbed it on her hands! We couldn't keep our shit together so we got kicked out of the assembly by security."
"We were bad." The brunette shook her head and moved to her fiance. "I'm glad we're doing this all together. Couldn't imagine having a kid with anyone else besides you… You know what I mean? Besides Monica…"
He nodded and hugged her. "I get what you mean… Now, let's finish up this shopping trip and head home. I want to nap." He kissed her pouty lips and smirked. "We so need to stop coming to baby stores though." He crossed his arms and continued to watch her move through the aisle, looking at the baby clothes. He smiled to himself before pulling out his vibrating phone, Gigi was calling him again. He groaned, knowing he had to handle the problem soon.