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Chapter Fifty Two- Olive
"Wakey wakey." Ollie opens the curtains in their bedroom.
"Nope. Not happening." Zosia says pulling the covers over her head.
"Come on Zosh, its decorating day! You were excited about it." He replies as he sits on the bed next the Zosia sized lump in the duvet.
"That was before you woke your five and a half month pregnant fiancée before nine o'clock on her day off! That was not part of the plan!" She expresses her disgust, but her voice muffled.
"Correction; It is nearly half past nine!"
"Wow. Big bloody difference Valentine." Zosia sarcastically answers.
"Half nine is a lie in for us! If we are going to get anything done, we need to actually get out of bed."
"There are flaws in that statement dear." Zosia says in a tone he recognises, she then continues. "There are lots of things you can get done without actually getting out of bed."
He pulled the cover back to look at her expression. "Right, I get it, Zosia's law on use of energy. Zero percent energy is available for painting a wall, scratch that; manual labour in general. But a much larger amount of energy is magically available for 'bedroom' activities." He smirks at her.
"That should be a real official law. So many people would agree with it." She says beaming happily.
He leans down to her and kisses her passionately. But when he starts to pull away, she very firmly pulls him back down again. "You are not going anywhere Mr Valentine."
"Zosh!" He exclaims staring at her but grinning.
"I am making the most of the time we have left before this planet I am growing gets in the way." She giggles.
He needed no more encouragement.
…
"This can't become a routine on days we have off; days that are intended for preparing everything for the twins. As much as this pastime is very lovely; we will never get everything done in time. Then we will have two children without anywhere for them to sleep!" Ollie says as they lay in bed a while later.
"Oh don't ruin the moment; we still have hours left of the day for decorating."
"We do, I can't deny that." He chuckles.
"Come to think of it, I am looking forward to seeing you fail at building the cots later."
"Not going to happen today Zosh. One thing at a time. It's definitely painting today."
"I think you are just trying to put off building them today because I am here to witness your stupidity and you losing loads of the parts." She says with her arms folded.
"I am doing nothing of the sort! I really don't know why you doubt me so much. I am one of the best people at organising things! You have seen how neat the stock room is when I have been in there. When I was an F1, I spent entire afternoons tidying stockrooms. Admittedly, a lot of the time it was inflicted upon me as punishment when I had messed up." He says whilst laughing.
"I don't doubt you really; I just like winding you up Olive. But why am I not shocked about that last bit?"
"Not the Olive nickname again. I was hoping you had forgotten about that!"
"You should know that I never forget things that I can use to my advantage." She winks at him.
"I knew it was very unlikely, how can I phrase this? ... If you had of forgotten, it could have only been described as a miracle. And why do you even want to refer to me as the strange green shaded fruit? That a lot of people don't like, may I add."
She shakes her head at him smiling "To be honest, I hadn't actually thought about the connotations of it. It was just something I unimaginatively blurted out once, and it stuck because it wound you up. But…"
"But what Zosh?" He looks a bit worried.
"It's actually an accurate pet name for you."
"Please enlighten me, how is it accurate? I hope I am not green or taste funny." He looks at her questioning.
"I like Olives." She says rather simply.
"That is your answer, you like Olives?" He responds a bit confused.
"Not 'like' actually; I 'love' Olives, I will for the rest of my life." She puts emphasis on 'love' and stares at him directly.
"And…" He says still not catching onto what she was meaning. "Oh." And the penny drops and he points towards himself.
"For someone quite intelligent, you are rather slow sometimes." She shakes her head. "There I am trying to infer that I love you in a nice creative way! And you were majorly lagging behind…"
He then kisses her which silences her.
"I love you too. Did you just think that up there and then?" He whispered in her ear.
"Yes I did. Quite shocked at myself really. It must be all my hormones making me all lovey-dovey."
"I am liking you with excessive hormones." He winks.
"Watch it Valentine, because my excessive hormones could very easily have the opposite effect on my mood!"
"Talking of having the opposite effect. When you next call me Olive; it is likely going to have a very different effect." He smiles afterward.
"So I can actually call you Olive?!" Zosia replies shocked.
"Hmmm, yes, but preferably not in public."
"Okay it's a deal. But now I can use it to my advantage in another way!" She then goes silent.
"I know you are waiting for me to question how Zosh. But I don't think I want to know." He's says jokingly but she continues to wait.
"Fine. How can you?" He finally quizzes.
"Whenever I need to get you on side; I'll just call you Olive and then your heart will melt."
"Oh will it really? See, I think that you should have kept that to yourself fiancée. Now I know what to look out for."
"But that is how confident I am that it will work anyway!" She says fluttering her eyelashes.
