CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
Saturday, August 11th
"Okay, Baby Boy, first thing when you're born, I'm gonna get you the most adorable little suit." Shane was talking to my belly as we waited for Dr. Livingstone in the hospital wing. "And an itty bitty little gun, and I'm gonna teach you how to protect Mommy from all the big bad people."
"My Baby Boy is not going to be anywhere near guns." I scolded, one hand on my stomach, and one in Shane's hair. "But, he will look so adorable in a tiny little suit, just like his adorable Daddy." I cooed, "with a tiny little bowtie."
"You're girlin' it up, Baby, he's gonna be a stud." Shane rolled his eyes, lounging on the bed next to me. "A little heartbreaker like Mommy."
"Don't listen to Daddy, Baby." I instructed, patting my belly. "He doesn't know how handsome and beautiful he is, or how many hearts he breaks just by existing, let alone when he smiles." I sighed wistfully and he kissed my temple.
"I appologies for being late, Your Majesties." Dr. Livingstone said when he walked in. "How is the little Prince doing?"
"Using Mommy to practice boxing." I whined, he certainly was a strong little guy.
"That's good, it means he's getting strong in there." Dr. Livingstone nodded, setting up the ultrasound machine.
"Little too strong, he's gonna come out a blackbelt." I stated, shivering when the cold gel touched me.
"He's comin' out ready to protect Mommy." Shane grinned, draping an arm around my shoulders and looking in wonder at the screen.
"Look at that Prince." Dr. Livingstone said as the picture cleared, our little baby boy coming into focus. "You can see here, what he'll most likely look like when he's born, the same facial features." He explained.
"He looks like Daddy." I decided, cocking my head to the side. He looked like a beautiful little baby.
"Momma's boy." Shane shook his head, his eyes wide, and a smile on his lips. "We're both Momma's boys."
"You're now in the seventh month, which is the third trimester." Dr. Livingstone reported, "he's got tiny little eyelashes, and eyebrows, and he can open his eyes now."
"Awe." I cooed, imaging Shane's beautiful hazel brown eyes on our little baby. Dr. Livingstone picked up a small flashlight.
"He might even respond to light if we shine it near him." He tried the light a couple of times. "Would you like to try, Your Highness?" He offered to Shane who quickly took the flashlight.
"It won't hurt him, will it?" Shane worried right before he could switch it on near my belly.
"I promise it won't." Dr. Livingstone assured. Shane grinned and flashed the light. "Try it here, near his head." He gestured to the bottom of my belly.
"Does he get dizzy upside down?" I asked nervously.
"No." Dr. Livingstone chuckled lightly. "The baby still has enough room to move around, he turns from breach to birth position all the time. last week he was breach, remember?"
"Yeah." Last weeks DVD was the newest one to the growing collection and he was curled up in my tummy.
"He'll keep turning until about the middle of next month or early month nine when he should turn to birthing position and stay there." I nodded, feeling movement inside me. "Flash that light." He muttered and we looked to the screenw hen Shane flashed the light against my belly. "See, he's reacting to the light."
"Okay, Little Man, now that we know you can see you gotta do something for me." Shane leant down so his face was right in front of my belly. I blushed and squirmed a little. "Mommy and Daddy are gonna do grown up things tonight so you need to close your eyes so Mommy doesn't get mad at me."
"Shane!" I squeeled, swatting his arm.
"And when Mommy yells that, don't worry, it's 'cause she loves me." Shane continued with a cheeky grin.
"Shut up, you pervert." I growled, pushing his shoulder. "Not in front of people." I scolded. "And not tonight, after that."
"The Heir should be around two pounds by this time and about fifteen inches long." Dr. Livingstone reported after a minute, the whole room was a little awkward.
Queen Miley
Tuesday, August 14th
"Sleep." I whined, crawling into bed. It had to be after midnight, which meant it was the day before Shane's birthday.
"Lay down." Shane instructed, half asleep himself. Oops, I didn't mean to wake him.
"'Kay." I obeyed, laying on my side, which was the only way to keep baby boy off my bladder at night.
"Cuddle husband." Shane continued, holding his arms out and I awkwardly laid in them, one of his hands automatically moving to my stomach. "Close eyes. Sleep." Shane ended, nuzzling into his face into my hair and slipping back into unconsciousness, snoring lightly in that adorable way he did.
I'd had another dinner tonight, and it hadn't been so bad, but it was saying formal goodbyes to everyone and getting out of the dress that kept me up so long. But, now Alyssa had made sure we had five whole days with nothing to do for Shane's birthday. Five days which I was putting to good use; tomorrow - later today actually - we would be going to a house in the mountains for the fie days with Trevor, Cassie and Danger. I'd wanted to invite more people, but Shane insisted he didn't want a lot of people around, just the people he cared about most.
And I still hadn't figured out what to get him for his birthday yet.
"Shaney." I whined, reaching for his missing body as consciousness slowly returned to me. "Babe?" I forced my eyes open and looked around, the curtains were drawn, but sunlight was filtering in through the gaps. Other than that the room was empty though. I pouted and rubbed my eyes as I yawned. I laid there for another few minutes before I decided I should get up. "Where is everyone?" I asked Charlie the guard outside my quarters when I wandered out.
"I believe His Highness is in the first sitting room downstairs with the Royal dog." Charlie said and I half smiled, Danger Trouble was the 'Royal Dog', it was so cute. I started down to the dining room first, starting on bacon and fruit. By the time I made it to the sitting room it was almost 1:30 PM, I'd slept so late.
"Hey, Queenie!" My eyes widened when I saw Cassie sitting in the room too, I'd forgotten she was coming this afternoon.
"Hey." I blushed, I was still in my pajamas, no make up, and my hair was a mess. Not to mention I felt fat with the baby bump. And Cassie was sitting there all beautiful and thin, it made me jealous.
"Hey, Sleepyhead." Shane looked up from Danger, and that's when I noticed what he was doing. He was holding Danger Trouble and had a tiny little comb and a bowl of water.
"What are you doing?" I wondered, cocking my head as I sat down.
"Cleaning his tear marks, gotta do it every few days." Shane explained, returning to his task. "Otherwise his fur around his eyes gets all yellow."
"You are so cute." I told him with a smile and looked up again, aghast.
"I am not cute." He denied, setting down the tiny comb and picking up a bigger one, starting to brush Danger all over. "I am a hot, sexy, manly man-beast." Shane insisted whilst carefully brushing Danger Trouble's paw.
"Sure, Babe." I rolled my eyes. "Whatever you say."
"Hey!" Shane protested indignantly and I giggled.
"You know I love you, Dork." I smiled fondly at him as he finished combing Danger's short white fur.
"So, I hear we're going somewhere?" Shane rose an eyebrow at me and I blushed again, it was supposed to be a surprise... Which considering, we were leaving in a couple of hours, I guess it was.
"We're escaping for your birthday; you, Trev, Cassie, Danger and me, we're going to the mountains where no-one can bother us." I kissed his cheek.
"Sweet!" He grinned, his eyes lighting up happily. "I love you, Miley." I savoured the words with a smile.
"I love you." I whispered back. "But, now I have to go shower." I pushed myself to get up.
"Have a dog." Shane passed Cassie Danger Trouble, getting up and following after me. "Wait up, Babe, I'll wash your back!" I laughed as I started up the stairs. Shane came up next to me and held my hand in his larger, slightly calloused one. "Thank-you, this is gonna be my best birthday ever." Shane smiled his shy sweet smile down at me.
"But, I didn't even get you anything." I pouted, I still didn't have any ideas.
"You got me the love of my life." He nuzzled against my cheeek and kissed me. "You got me a beautiful baby in November that I never thought I would ever get." Thanks to the bitch mandy. "You got me my little brother, my best friend, and my amazing wife all together. My family." He was so sweet, how could he not see that? It was heartbreaking. "And you got me out of this place and away from the craziness of everything here for my birthday. It's the best birthday ever and it hasn't even started yet."
"You are way too perfect." I looked up at him with stars in my eyes.
"Let's just get you undressed, then we'll see perfect." Shane replied cheekilly.
"Were you always this much of a horndog?" I asked, groaning at all the stairs in front of me.
"I believe I was." He shot back, his fingers hooking into the waistband of my pajamas pants. "If you remember, it was very humiliating for me." I rolled my eyes, I still didn't understand why it was so bad that he came in his pants. If it felt good then what did it matter?
"It was hot." I contradicted.
Queen Miley
"Okay, I think you need to nap." Shane instructed when I yawned. I was trying to stay up till midnight to be the first to wish him a happy 19th birthday
"I don't wanna." I whined childishly, stomping my foot.
"You're tired, Sweets, you need to sleep." Shane murmured, massaging his hand through my hair.
"Just a little longer?" I pleaded, letting him pull me up from the couch and drag me to our bedroom in the mountain house.
"We have four more days, I don't want to tire you out, Baby." Shane said, guiding me to sit on the bed.
"Fifteen more minutes?" I pouted, glancing at the clock by the bed.
"I know what I want for my birthday." He said and I sat upright, excited. "My wife conscious for it, not dead tired because she's a stubborn little thing." He kissed my forehead and pulled the covers back. "Love you."
"Hmm..." I hummed tiredly, relenting and crawling into bed. "Stay?" I requested and Shane chuckled, already halfway in bed with me. I tried to stay awake, slipping between the two, stupid pregnancy was making me tired all the time. "Shane?" I don't know how long it had been, I forced my eyes open to look at the glowing green numbers on the clock.
"Yeah, Babe?" Shane replied, massaging my scalp lightly.
"Happy birthday, Shaney." I smiled, I'd made it. "You're my nineteen-year-old perfect man."
"Thank you, Sweets." Shane whispered, kissing my cheek.
"I love you, Birthday Boy."
When I woke up I smiled to see Shane still fast asleep, snoring lightly in that cute way. I kissed his forehead and slipped out of bed, trying not to wake him. I checked in on Trevor, who was sleeping happily cuddling Danger, then I went to the kitchen in the mountain house. Shane was always making me breakfast, and stupid foods that the baby craved, and catering to my every whim.
"Smells so good..." When I was just finishing the bacon Shane came in, a dreamy look on his face, almost cartoon-like the way he almost seemed to float in.
"Happy birthday, Baby." I smiled, kissing his cheek and ruffling his hair.
"You are so amazing." Shane grinned, grabbing a plate and practically drooling at all the food.
"Enjoy, Babe." I sat next to him and watched him, he did way too much for me. I liked doing stuff for him when I could. "What do you wanna do today?"
"Eat." Shane replied with his moutfull. I giggled and shook my head. My sweet damaged boy could be such a dork sometimes. "Then eat more."
"Never change, Shaney."
"How's my little Kiddo today?" Shane asked, tearing himself from his food.
"Wishing his Daddy a happy birthday."
"Good boy." He bent to kiss my stomach. "Daddy loves you."
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