Hey Readers! Super excited that Esther Anderson is nominated for a Gold Logie, I don't know about you but I am super sick of seeing the normal, boring people winning gold and seeing Esther is such an amazing actor (aka Charlie!) I think we should all send our votes her way! And along with Steve who managed to score I nomination in New Male Talent, so vote for Steve (Brax!) as well! I would hate to see Dan Ewing get it, no offense, he just isn't as good as Steve!
Chapter 38: Trouble In Paradise?
Charlie P.O.V
I dropped another pregnancy test in the bin before turning around and facing Brax, who was sitting on the marble bench top, watching me the whole time.
"It's negative..." I said sadly, walking over to him, he spread his legs allowing me to stand in between them, I leant my head against his chest as his big arms circled around me, holding me to him.
"I just don't see how it's negative... I've been off the pill for the whole time we've been trying, and it's been 4 months Brax." I said, trying to choke back the tears, not wanting to crack in front of him.
"I don't know how this isn't working, we've tried different positions, at different times I just don't see how I can't get you pregnant." He sighed, kissing my hair.
That was the 7th negative pregnancy test in the last 4 months; I am starting to get a bit worried. I've looked at many different pregnancy websites, all saying that the positions, times and places don't matter, if I was to get pregnant it would happen under any circumstance. Although it does say that planning the pregnancy doesn't always work, because that's what's in our heads as we have sex. It is as if we think sex is just to make us parents now, we aren't evening enjoying it anymore, and it's just like work to us, as if we have to do it. And apparently that's what stops us from getting pregnant because our minds are so set on getting pregnant that all the fun is taken out of it and the job doesn't actually get done.
There used to be foreplay, cuddling, kissing, fun and not to mention how much he could get me to moan and scream out his name is pleasure but after the first 3 negative tests it became serious and it started to lose interest to me, which isn't a good sign because before this I would be on my knees begging for sex, Brax and he would more than happily abide but now it's short, boring and less then satisfying.
Brax P.O.V
I left Charlie at home and headed towards work, my mind wasn't going to be work orientated today I was too busy thinking Charlie and trying to get her pregnant, it confused me on how it hasn't worked yet. We have frequent sex, at least twice a day.
"Hey." Heath greeted me as I walked through the door, no one was here at Angelo's yet, we never got a big breakfast turn out, we got more of a brunch, lunch and dinner turn out though. I didn't bother acknowledging him; I just grabbed a beer from the fridge and cracked it open.
"Woah, bit early for that isn't it?" He questioned, taking it off me.
"No it isn't." I said back, rubbing my face with my hands.
"Trouble in paradise?" He questioned me, taking a bar glass and wiping it dry.
"I just can't seem to get her pregnant..." I said. Heath already knew about this, I told him the first week we had began trying for a baby, at first it didn't go down to well. He didn't want to know or think about me and Charlie having sex, which confused me because it never bothered him when he walked in on us occasionally, or when Charlie would 'sleep over' at the share house, truth be told there was never a lot of sleeping taking place. As Heath told Darcy one night when she stayed over, 'Charlie isn't screaming because Brax is hurting her, they are watching a horror movie.' But that plan soon back fired when Darcy decided she wanted to watch it to.
"Still trying to knock her up? Maybe it's time to give up." He said sarcastically, I shot him a look.
"Okay, okay. Well we both know Charlie is knock-up-able, because she has Ruby, but are you able to get the job done? You've never gotten anyone else pregnant, maybe you should get someone else to try, and maybe they might be able to get her pregnant, ask Sam, he would happily do it." He said sarcastically, once again. I glared at him.
"Okay, I will stop. Maybe you should try different positions? People reckon that helps, or maybe even at different places?" He questioned
"Believe me we have tried, in bed, in the shower, in the bath, against the wall, even on the dining room table! Missionary, doggy style, cow girl and still no baby. " I said in disbelief. He screwed up his face, obviously a bit disgusted.
"Well let's just say I am never, ever going to your place for dinner, ever again." He said with a screwed up face.
"Just don't tell Charlie about this, she will have me at the neck." I laughed a nervous laugh.
Heath P.O.V
This was beginning to get quite awkward; a change of subject was needed.
"Fishing trip tomorrow, make yourself available alright?" I was asking, I was demanding.
"What's the occasion?" He questioned, I nearly could have slapped him.
"Your birthday remember? You know our tradition?" I questioned.
Every year Brax, Casey and I go on a fishing trip to the same place on each other's birthday. We hire a boat out, or well Brax does and we spend all weekend out on the waters from dusk till dawn fishing, then we return back to camp and spend the rest of the night drinking and having fun, sleeping in the backs of our utes under the stars, cooking our own food on the camp fire and ignoring the world.
"Oh yeah, forgot that it was my birthday this weekend." He sighed.
"Well you are getting old now, turning 30, kind of scary." I teased.
"Just me, you and Casey out fishing, I can't wait." I said.
"Charlie's coming." He answered automatically.
I just laughed. "No, she isn't. Family tradition, no girlfriends, or no girls in particular." I laughed again, shaking my head.
"She's not a girlfriend Heath, she's my wife. And yes, she is coming end of story." He stated, looking up at me with a grim face.
I sighed and nodded sadly, walking away.
"Fine, I'm bringing Darcy then." I stated.
Charlie P.O.V
I heard the door close from downstairs and I quickly placed the last piece of tape on the wrapping paper of Brax's birthday present, and screwing up the pricing ticket and shoving it in my pocket. I grabbed the small box and ran over to my cupboard, I heard Brax climbing the stairs. I opened one of my shoe boxes, placing the present inside and placing the lid back on. I hid the present in my shoe box because I knew that there was a 99.99% of Brax never finding it, because I knew that there was no chance that Brax would ever, ever go through my shoes. I ran over and jumped on my bed, trying to look as normal as possible.
I spent $6000 on Brax's birthday present, which isn't that much seeing he bought me a very expensive Christmas, engagement and wedding ring. I bought him a new watch, seeing he lost his old one in the surf a couple weeks ago, and now he just uses his phone for the time, which isn't the best for a business man when he pulls out his phone in front of a client to check the time, which is considered rude by some. I've been shopping for his birthday ever since I got back from our Honey Moon, finally finding one that I think he would like. A Rolex Submariner watch, a pure silver band, I knew he had always liked Rolex but just never had the time to look for one he liked, so I thought I'd do it for him and I wasn't in any danger of someone else buying the same brand of watch for him because I knew Heath or his mum would spend $6000 on him, Casey might have, if he had that much money.
"Babe...?" Brax called, probably hearing me running from the wardrobe to the bed.
"Mm hmm...?" I questioned, grabbing my book at the last second opening to the book mark and pretending I was reading.
"What are you doing?" He questioned as he walked through the door, already beginning to unbutton his work shirt, letting it fall open and displayed his Blood & Sand tattoo, along with his chest, pulling the bottom of the shirt out of his work jeans.
"Reading my book..." I added sarcasm into it, as if he was asking a stupid question, just hoping he wouldn't get suspicious.
"Oh yeah, stupid question." He said awkwardly, I breathed a sigh of relief. He headed towards the bathroom, unzipping his zip and walking towards the toilet. I heard him lift the toilet seat and beginning to pee. I laughed lightly to myself, remembering the time when he would be too shy and embarrassed to take a pee with the door opened, he'd always either, go to a different bathroom, or close the door, but now he didn't care.
"Babe, Heath has arranged a fishing trip for the weekend; it's sort of like a tradition so I thought you might like to come...?" He questioned, as he zipped his pants back up. Fishing, and camping... Not really my thing, but it was his birthday and I know he wouldn't go unless I did, and I know how much he loves fishing so of course I'd go.
"Yeah sure, but I'll only go on one condition?" I questioned, it being a very reasonable condition, or at least I think.
"Mm...?" He questioned.
"We don't sleep on the ground; I'm not too keen on bugs and other creepy insects crawling all over us." I laughed. I knew we'd be sleeping in a swag, which didn't bother me at all, as long as we weren't on the ground.
"I always sleep in the back of the Ute anyway, but we'll be in swags, and it'll be cold." He said, walking back into the bedroom, his hair slightly ruffled, I laughed at his appearance, before putting the book back on the bedside table.
"As long as I'm sleeping next to you I don't care." I laughed as I patted the space beside me, he slipped his shirt off his shoulders before walking over to the bed and sitting next to me, I wrapped my arms around his body and he feel backwards, so we were both lying on the bed.
"I think I can manage that." He said as he kissed my forehead.