EDIT: Guys I don't know what happened, but some of you said you couldn't see the update, so reposting for you all.
Beautiful people... I feel this has been a long time coming since I posted the chapter 'September Rain'. A couple of you have mentioned this and I think the time now feels right. Have you guessed what I'm talking about yet haha?
On another note, I read the most DISGUSTING quote from Marlene about how Jordan is Hanna's rock. I mean, does she seriously want me to stop watching?
Anyway, enjoy...
Let's Start the New Year Right
It was a horrible evening in Rosewood.
Hanna walked through her front door against the backdrop of dark skies and light snow, hugely annoyed that she'd had to spend the evening at her boutique on Boxing Day. The shop had been an absolute mess after the post-Christmas sales and she'd spent 4 hours sorting it out with Morgan and doing a stock check. It had meant she'd missed family dinnertime and bedtime too, which just irritated her even more.
She put her coat away in their downstairs closet and dumped her bag by the door before heading down the hallway to their dark kitchen and living room. "Caleb," She called as she took in the candles and crockery laid out on their kitchen table.
"Hey," He greeted her, walking over and wrapping her up in his arms. "You're all wet," He said, stroking her damp hair as she looked up at him.
"It's horrible out there," She whispered, burying her head against his chest. "Did I miss their bedtime?" She asked as he pulled away and handed her a glass of wine.
"Yep," He answered her, wrapping an arm around her waist and pressing a kiss against her forehead. "They were flagging as soon your Mom and Ted left. I don't know what they do to them but they were out pretty quick." He remarked, running his hands into the back pockets of her jeans.
"I hate missing bedtime," She pouted, "Especially on special days."
Caleb nuzzled her cheek with his nose, "At least this time it means we get a date night," He countered, squeezing her arse and kissing her lips before releasing her to check on their dinner.
Hanna disappeared upstairs whilst Caleb dished out the chicken parm he'd made. She took her time and when she appeared back in the kitchen, she'd changed out of her clothes into a lacey black dress and managed to dry her hair. "This looks amazing babe," She said, giving Caleb a kiss before they sat down at the table and tucked into the meal he'd prepared. Sitting down and having dinner together without two precocious little children, Hanna was reminded just how much she liked talking with her husband, how he appreciated and cared about what she had to say and when she started batting her eyelashes at him and flirting with her words, he was completely taken in by it and flirting back as much as he could.
It didn't surprise her when he pulled her to one of their sofas and topped up their wine glasses. "Has this made your evening better?" He asked her, pulling her bare feet over his lap and running his hands up and down her exposed ankle.
"Much," Hanna agreed, toying with the hair at the nape of his neck.
"Come here," Caleb murmured, pulling her onto his lap fully and placing her wine glass on the coffee table next to his, before cupping her cheeks and bringing her lips to his. His hands ran up and down her thighs, underneath her dress and caressed her hips as his kisses became open-mouthed. "No underwear," He muttered as she adjusted herself fully over his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"You cooked me dinner," She whispered in response, resting her forehead on his as he ran his finger up her slit to find her already wet.
"Are you finally going to let us have sex on this sofa?" He asked as he pushed a finger in. "Just as it was going to be my New Years resolution."
"Yep," She agreed, resting her head on his shoulder and gasping as he added another finger. "I found Lo colouring it, I've given up trying," She managed to get out. "But I did want it to be nice for the party."
Caleb stopped his movements and reached to pull her dress over head. "No more talking about Lo or Mimi," He instructed, pulling his own clothes off as she lay down on their sofa, naked, "Or the party."
"I think you'll have to make me stop," She grinned up at him as he covered her body with his.
He kissed her tenderly and hitched one of her legs around his waist, letting his arousal toy with her. "I can do that," He agreed before pushing in and making her focus on nothing but him. The stress of hosting the New Years Eve soiree could wait, at least for one night.
Almost one week later…
Hanna watched from her kitchen island as Logan ran straight into her cream sofa before proceeding to climb up onto Ted and tried not to cringe. Thank God she hadn't let him have any cheese puffs. Her house was full with friends and family and she was trying not to stress about the state of her previously immaculate living area whilst also trying to forget about the way her head was pounding. Right now, the last place she wanted to be was hosting a New Years Eve party.
"Babe," Caleb interrupted her thoughts, shaking his head as he smiled at her.
"What?" She defended herself – she wasn't that transparent was she.
"Can you at least try and enjoy yourself?" He asked her, stroking her back as he tilted his head.
"I just don't feel myself," She replied, burying her head against his neck. Her head hurt and she almost felt like she wanted to vomit.
Caleb wrapped his arms around her and stroked her hair. She'd felt off all day – he didn't know if it was the stress of the party or something else, but he hated seeing her like this. "Why don't you go sit down with your Mom and Ted?" He suggested.
She nodded and smiled tiredly at him, grabbing her glass of water before heading towards the sofa and collapsing on them. God, could Caleb turn the music down. "Hannaaaaa," Spencer called as she walked over to her, clearly a little on the tipsy side.
"How much have you drunk?" Hanna asked her, watching as the brunette nearly spilt her champagne.
"Just one," She defended, chugging down the rest of her glass.
"It's the first time you've drunk since Nori isn't it?" Hanna asked knowingly, leaning forward and holding her arms out as Mila toddled over from where she'd been dancing with Emily. "Hi," Hanna whispered, lifting her onto her lap where the toddler proceeded to rest tiredly against her chest.
"Maybe," Spencer replied, her eyes shifting around the room.
"Mama," Mila said sleepily, reaching her hand up to tug on Hanna's hair.
"You've done well to stay awake this late," Hanna murmured quietly to her little girl, rubbing her back as she began to whimper. "Shh," She soothed her, kissing her hair.
"Toby's on baby duty," Spencer sighed happily, holding her glass out for Caleb to top up. He was being the perfect host, making sure nobody had an empty glass.
"Really?" Caleb furrowed his brow, biting back a laugh. "Because I'm pretty sure he said you were," He told her, placing the bottle on the coffee table before stealing her seat when she rushed over to her husband who was beginning to sway unsteadily in the kitchen.
"Dada," Mila spluttered, gripping onto Hanna's top.
Caleb stroked her hair, helping to settle her as she buried herself against Hanna's neck, "Is it time for bed, bug?" He asked her gently.
She began to full on cry, "Oh baby," Hanna smiled slightly, hugging her tightly against her, "Daddy's right, time to go night-night." She whisked her upstairs and settled her for the night before standing over her crib and taking a moment to regroup. She wanted to enjoy herself, but all she felt like doing right now was joining Mila in the land of nod. "Happy New Year baby," She whispered, reaching a hand out to stroke her cherubic cheek.
"Hanna!" Alison interrupted her, yelling as she drunkenly stumbled into Mila's nursery.
"Alison," Hanna chastised firmly, clamping a hand over her mouth as Mila stirred in her sleep. "Get out," She whispered harshly, dragging her out of the pink room and shutting the door gently behind her.
"Who sharpened your tongue?"
"Alison," Hanna rolled her eyes, guiding her down the stairs.
"Always putting the spare part in party, aren't you Han?"
"You're drunk, Ali," Hanna ignored her, "And this is my party, how can I be a spare part at my own party?" She argued, leading her by the arm into the living room where she happily ditched her with Emily. God, why the hell had she agreed to host this stupid party on New Years?
She made her way to the kitchen to grab another glass of water; her nausea was not going away anytime soon by the looks of it. She looked around the room, her eyes skimming drunk after drunk… why was nobody sober? "Han, are you okay?" Hanna looked to her right to see Aria looking at her slightly concerned. Finally, one more sober person.
Hanna nodded although she felt tears welling in her eyes, "Yeah," She choked out, "I'm fine."
"Hanna, what's wrong?" She worried, pulling her in for a hug.
Hanna squeezed her tight before stepping back to compose herself, "I don't know," She said, quickly swiping at her eyes, "I'm just emotional, I don't feel great."
"We've still got an hour to go," Aria reached out to stroke her back, "Why don't you go lie down for a bit?" She suggested.
Hanna nodded and reached for her glass of water again. She was just about to leave the noise of the party behind when she heard Logan start to cry on the other side of the room. "Jesus," She muttered to herself, her head shooting up to see what was wrong.
"Mommeee," He cried, looking around the room for Hanna.
She made her way over to him, grateful that Caleb had stepped in from nowhere and half-calmed him down. "What's wrong?" She asked him, pulling the party hat he had on, off his head.
"I fell," Logan balled, throwing himself into Hanna's arms.
Caleb raised his eyebrows, helping Hanna up as she stood with Logan in her arms, "B-e-d," He said, looking at her slightly concerned when he noticed the signs of tears around her eyes. "Babe, are you okay?"
She nodded and held Logan close in her arms before deciding it was best not to linger with a crying child, heading straight back up to the stairs to Logan's room. "Shhhhh," She hushed him, pulling back the covers on his bed, before lying down with him as he began to stop crying.
"Momma," He whimpered, holding onto her tightly as she cuddled him close.
"It's okay," She stroked his hair, "Close your eyes," She whispered, holding onto him as tightly as he was holding onto her. Time with her babies made her feel better – couldn't all these people just leave her to celebrate with her family instead of feeling the need to get drunk in her living room.
Hanna lay with him for as long as she could – she was pretty sure she dozed off too for 10 minutes before the sound of Logan's bedroom door opening, woke her up. She looked over to see Caleb stood in the doorway, looking at her with increasing concern. "Han," He whispered, moving into the room and shutting the door behind him.
"Hey," She smiled tiredly at him, gently separating herself from Logan before climbing out of his bed.
"Aria said you were upset," He murmured, steadying her as she stood up straight.
She ignored him and turned around to press a kiss against Logan's forehead, "Happy New Year, Logi," She whispered, before turning back to her husband. "I don't want to go back downstairs," She said, leading Caleb out of Logan's room and down the hallway to their own bedroom.
"What's wrong?" He pressed her, pulling her into his arms as the music from downstairs faintly drifted through the floorboards.
"I just want to spend my New Years with you," She whispered, resting her head on Caleb's chest.
He laughed, holding her close and beginning to sway gently, "You're the one who invited all these people here."
"Ali's a real bitch." Hanna ignored him, her hand running up Caleb's chest to squeeze his shoulder.
"Tell me something new," He murmured, burying his nose in her hair. "What do you want for our next year?" He asked her quietly.
She pulled back slightly to look up at him, smiling lazily, "To stay happy."
He grinned at her, "We will," He agreed as they began to hear their guests yelling the ten-second countdown downstairs. Nuzzling his nose against hers, he pushed his lips onto hers and kissed her deeply as whoops and cheers erupted beneath them. "Happy New Year," He whispered against her mouth, "I'll do everything I can to make you happy."
She kissed him one more time, squeezing his upper arms as she felt nothing but love. "I –" She began, before her hand rushed to her mouth.
"Hanna?" Caleb questioned her, completely concerned.
She tore her arms off him, beginning to walk towards their en suite as her stomach turned. This was not how she wanted to start the New Year. "I need to vomit."
6 weeks later…
"That was good," Hanna panted as she collapsed on Caleb's chest as they both recovered from a round of intense morning sex. "I am no longer stressed about flying to Colorado tomorrow."
"I aim to please," Caleb muttered, his hands running down her back to rest on her butt.
She bit her lip and pushed herself up onto her forearms to grin down at him, "Wanna go again?" Despite the fact that she had a mountain of packing to do for their weeklong break in Colorado, she definitely had time for another round.
"Hell yes," He agreed, laughing with her as her fingertips grazed his jawline. "But I don't think I can," He added as her grin turned to a pout. "Caleb junior can't keep up."
She rolled off him and stared up at the ceiling, "I think I'm turning into a guy," She began, glancing at Caleb as he rolled onto his side and propped his head up in his hand, looking at her questioningly, "All I think about is sex," She laughed, her arms coming to rest over her eyes.
"Nothing guy-like from over here," He countered, reaching a hand out to run up her stomach to her breasts, groping and teasing, forcing her to pull her arms away and look up at him.
She grabbed his hand and stilled it, "Don't start something you can't finish," She warned him, accepting his kiss as he leant down to connect their lips before rolling away and walking across their room stark naked to pull on her robe.
"Just as he was coming back to life," Caleb smirked at her as he sat up in their bed and admired his wife.
She walked over to him and sat on his side of the bed, falling into him as he wrapped his arms around her waist and tugged her closer. "You should have thought about that before you said no," She grinned up at him. "And I'm pretty sure I'll be parting the red sea soon."
"Shit, this month's gone quickly," He remarked.
"I know," Hanna agreed; it scared her how quickly her life was rushing by at the moment.
His brow furrowed as he thought back, "I swear last month you were out for like, two days and that was it." He proposed, wrapping his arm around her neck and rubbing the shell of her ear with his thumb.
She shrugged and moved away from him again to grab a clean towel, "I don't really keep check," She said, handing him a towel too as she stood at the edge of the bed.
She sighed as he played with the tie on her robe and rubbed her hip tenderly, "I only notice when you're on like, day 6 and I'm kind of dying," He said, looking up at her in disbelief as she began to laugh at him. "What?" He asked, laughing too.
"I'll notice this month," She placated him, running a hand through his hair, "But maybe you could use the recovery time to keep up with me," She threw over her shoulder as she headed towards their en suite. "Don't start letting me down babe," She yelled as she turned the shower on.
Caleb glanced at the alarm clock and shook his head; not even 7am and his wife had already ensured it was going to be a good day.
Later that morning Hanna found herself in her Rosewood's one and only yoga studio. Spencer had been going for a few months with Eleanor and had demanded Hanna come along and bring Mila. Since their first class, Mila had absolutely loved it and although Hanna wasn't the most athletic person out there, she completely adored how it gave her precious bonding time with her toddler, whilst also allowing her to have adult conversation with Spencer. She'd recently convinced Hanna to start splitting the bill for private sessions with a teacher, which seemed to be worth it every time Mila's face lit up once she realised where they were going.
"Mila," Hanna called as the 15-month-old became distracted for a second. "Come here," She smiled, sitting up slightly from her position flat on her back and breathing a little heavier than usual. "This is our favourite," She encouraged, lying back in the corpse pose, content when Mila came and lay down with her whilst their instructor finished up their class. She opened her eyes when she felt Mila push herself up, but grinned at her when she just tried to climb on top of Hanna instead.
Hanna sat up and held her close, breathing in her precious scent and giving her kisses before releasing her as she squirmed to break free. "I need coffee," Spencer said, breaking Hanna from her thoughts.
"Me too," Hanna agreed as she reached for her sneakers and pulled them on. "I can't get enough of Caleb at the moment and sleep is paying the ultimate price," She added wryly, helping Mila pull on her socks and shoes before rolling up their yoga mats. "Plus, some idiot decided it would be a good idea to go skiing for a week without thinking of the packing consequences."
"Sorry," Spencer said guiltily, knowing what she was about to tell Hanna was going to make it just a little worse.
They both thanked their teacher before heading out into the Spring sunshine and walking the few minutes to the Brew. "Cookie," Mila called as they walked inside, "Mama, cookie."
"Do you like yoga because you spend time with Mommy or do you like yoga because you know you get a cookie after?" Hanna asked, ordering a snack for them before spying a free table with the deep-seated chairs and cushions that Mila liked. "Mimi let's go sit over on the chairs," She instructed, holding her hand out in front of her for Mila to grab onto as she led them over to the vacant table. "Stay here baby," She added, handing Mila her favourite colouring book and magic pen as she spied her coffee ready on the side.
As soon as she turned away and moved towards her coffee, Mila started crying and calling for her. Despite the familiar setting, stranger anxiety was in full force at the moment. "Mama," She cried worriedly as Hanna came back over swiftly and placed the drink and cookies on the table.
"It's okay," She soothed her, picking her up and tucking her onto her lap. Spencer sat down with 6-month-old Eleanor asleep in her sling and gave Hanna a sympathetic look. "You have all this to come," Hanna rolled her eyes in response, handing Mila her cookie to gnaw on.
"I think I'm pregnant," Spencer said, unable to hold it in any longer.
"WHAT?"
"God it feels good to have gotten that out," She added, visibly relaxing back against the dark green chair.
"Back up," Hanna began, "Spencer Cavanaugh, anal birth control queen who used to make sure I took my pill religiously in High School is pregnant?" She laughed. "And that's the same Spencer Cavanaugh that demanded we go skiing as a group so that other people could look after her child whilst she hit the slopes?"
Spencer nodded sheepishly, "I don't even know how it happened."
"Well Spence, when a man and woman love each other."
Spencer shot Hanna a look that made her stop in her tracks, "I don't mean that doofus, I mean we were using protection, I'd just started taking my pill again," She squeezed her eyes shut, "I'm one of those women. I'm literally one of those women who has two children who could potentially be in the same school year," She groaned.
Hanna rolled her eyes, "Don't be ridiculous," She chastised her best friend, "It's nice that they'll be so close in age. Have you told Toby?"
"Yeah," Spencer finally smiled, "He's kind of really excited about it. It's weird though, I'm so off sex it's unreal."
Hanna took a piece of cookie Mila handed to her and thanked her before crinkling her nose and looking back up at Spencer, "I am literally so horny at the moment, I don't know what's wrong with me."
"Hor-wee," Mila repeated, looking up at Hanna for praise.
"Good job, we do like horseys," She said, thrown for a loop at the one word Mila managed to pick out of her sentence. "And what sound do horseys make?" She asked as Mila looked up at her with her ridiculously cute smile.
"Neigh," She said before shoving some more of her chocolate cookie into her mouth.
"That's right, horseys go neigh," Hanna praised her, kissing her hair and cuddling her close.
"Nicely handled Rivers," Spencer applauded her as Hanna shook her head in disbelief.
"The one word she picks out," She said, taking a sip of her coffee, "But yeah, I'm just craving the d like no tomorrow," She repeated, shifting her eyes awkwardly. "Poor Daddy can't keep up. I'm not sure how he's going to cope when I can have him at any time on holiday."
"Dada," Mila called.
"That's right, Daddy," Hanna reinforced, letting Mila push herself down from her lap and begin to colour.
"He must be getting a break at the moment?" Spencer asked, only for Hanna to look at her in confusion. "Hanna, your crimson wave has been like clockwork since we were 16, you're supposed to be riding right in the middle. I'm surprised you weren't grouchy this morning."
Hanna froze as she processed what Spencer said. She was late. She couldn't even count her last period as an actual period; it had lasted for like two days for God's sake. She was craving sex like no tomorrow. She'd felt unusually breathless in yoga.
"Fuck."
"Fok!" Mila repeated innocently.
"Don't say that baby," Hanna muttered absentmindedly as she stared off into space wondering how she'd missed all the signs.
Spencer watched her, becoming increasingly concerned. "Hanna, are you okay?"
"Yeah," She coughed, "Yeah, I'm just on this new pill and it must have messed up my cycle."
"Maybe that's what happened…" Spencer wondered, taking a sip of her decaf coffee. "You better make sure you're gloving his love," She advised, "Unless you want to end up like me."
Hanna smiled at her, stroking Mila's hair; it might just have been a little too late for that.
Hanna had spent the rest of the day stewing as she packed up what felt like their entire life for a week in snowy Colorado. Despite what she'd thought when she was with Spencer earlier at the Brew, she wasn't completely convinced she was pregnant. Sure her and Caleb weren't actively using protection and they had a lot of sex, but she'd hands down, emphatically known she was pregnant with Logan and Mila. This time, if she was pregnant, she'd had no clue - and that scared her.
When she'd picked Logan up from preschool, she'd made a pit stop at Walgreens and grabbed a home pregnancy test, but it currently sat unopened in her handbag. Ever since they'd gotten home, Logan had wanted to tell her all about his day and then practice his counting with his toy animals and then read a story to Mila, which was all normal and part of a standard late afternoon at home but it had meant she'd had no time to take the damn test whilst she entertained them and made sure her kids actually had a snowsuit packed somewhere in their cases.
Although, she thought as she heard the front door slam, she didn't need a test –she didn't need some stupid plastic; she hadn't before and she didn't now. "I think Daddy just got home," She gasped at her two littles who were completely enraptured in their toys in the playroom.
Sure enough, two minutes later Caleb appeared in the playroom doorway, grinning as he took in the sight of his family enjoying their Friday evening together. "Hey," He greeted them; stepping into the room and bending down as Logan ran full speed into his legs. "Hi bubba," He kissed him, taking in all the love he was desperate to give out. "Hi pretty girl," He said to Mila as she charged at him too, babbling away as she tried to get out all her words. "Let me say hi to Mommy," He said, hushing them as they both tried to talk at him.
"I need to pee," Hanna said, giving him a quick kiss before disappearing out of the room.
"Okay, well Mommy said hi and then ran away," He said to Logan and Mila, happily joining them on the floor as Logan showed him his safari van and Mila tried to climb on him.
Meanwhile upstairs, Hanna was freaking out.
She was staring at the test. Should she pee in a pot and just get it over with? She wanted to know, but she also didn't want to know.
"Shit, shit, shit," She muttered, pacing up and down, occasionally glancing at her phone to see how much time was left before Caleb would start to think something was up. "Shit," She swore before turning on her heel and heading back downstairs, heading towards the kitchen where all the noise was coming from.
Caleb was chopping up vegetables whilst adorably chatting to Mila and Logan who were sat in their chairs against the island, happily playing and talking back. He was such a good Dad, she thought as her eyes well slightly. Great… Here came the emotions. Maybe she was pregnant. "Hi Daddy," She smiled, reaching out to give him a proper greeting as he put the knife down.
"What's going on?" He laughed, stroking her hair back from her face.
"Nothing," Hanna lied, smiling up at him, "I think we're finally packed for tomorrow."
"Mama," Mila called, reaching her hand out for Hanna. She walked over to her and scooped her up into her arms, holding and squeezing her tight. There was a pretty big possibility that her days as the youngest Rivers were numbered. Oh my god if the baby was a girl… how would her little diva cope?
"Han," Caleb broke her from her thoughts, "She wants to go down," He said, looking at her with concern as Mila squirmed in her arms. "Are you sure nothing's going on?"
She smiled at him tightly, "I'm sure." There was absolutely nothing going on.
Hanna wasn't sure if it was the altitude or a potential baby that was making her want to vomit. They'd been in Colorado for exactly 2 days and she'd spent most of it either naked with Caleb or wanting to throw up. Maybe this was her body telling her she was pregnant.
Her refusal to take a test was leaving her in a slightly precarious position when it came to actually skiing. Caleb had taken off snowboarding with Toby and they'd enrolled Logan in a ski school that kept him occupied for most of the day, but with Spencer out of action and more than willing to look after Mila in the day, Caleb was fully expecting her to join him on the slopes. She was running out of excuses.
"Mama!" Mila squealed as they played in the snow near the condo they were renting. It was literally ski-in ski-out and if Spencer hadn't pointed out to Hanna that she was late, she'd definitely have been out there with Caleb right now.
"Do you like the snow?" Hanna smiled, watching her baby girl try to get a grip on the white fluffy blanket that was covering the ground. "Can you say snow?" She asked her, propping Mila back on her feet when she fell over.
"Sno," Mila repeated, trying to put some in her mouth.
"Good girl," Hanna praised, following her toddler as she began to walk off down a cleared path on a little adventure. "Careful baby," She warned as she watched Mila stumble a little. "Careful, careful," She repeated, rushing forward to stop her going any further as she got close to the edge of a run.
She was leaning over her and brushing some snow off the front of her snowsuit when she heard the sound of a snowboard or skis cutting into the snow and grinding to halt right next to them. "Seriously good timing," Caleb said as he unstrapped his boots and pulled off his helmet and goggles.
"It's Daddy!" Hanna gasped as Mila squealed in delight.
"Are you feeling any better?" Caleb asked in concern, leaning forward to kiss Hanna on the lips, "I can't tell when you're hiding your face behind sunglasses," He frowned, kissing her again.
"Yeah," Hanna smiled at him, keeping a hand on Mila's shoulder as she tried to wander off again. Caleb grabbed his board and followed them back to their condo, dumping his gear right near the door before disappearing off into their room to get changed. After a few really good hours on the slopes, he was pretty happy to be done for the day.
"Come here," Hanna laughed, unzipping the front of Mila's snow coat and then pulling her out of her overalls and boots.
"Where's Spence?" Caleb asked as he came back into the living area.
Hanna pulled off her own coat after she let Mila run off to go and play. "She went into town and took Nori. Is Toby still out there?"
"Yeah," Caleb agreed, collapsing on the sofa and holding his arm out for Hanna to join him, "He wanted to get in some more runs whilst he can." He frowned at Hanna as she slowly moved and settled into his side, "You're acting weird," He said, "What's going on?" Hanna paused, debating whether she should tell him. She sighed and turned to look at him, her elbow resting on the back of the couch as she reached her hand out to rest on his t-shirt clad chest. "Han?" He prompted, stroking her hand with his thumb. "You can tell me."
She eventually looked up at him, moving her head close to his as her lips formed a thin line and she finally plucked up the courage to tell him, "I think I might be pregnant," She said quietly.
"What?" He stuttered, searching her eyes for confirmation.
"I'm serious," She whispered.
"I'm happy, are you happy?" He rushed out, pulling her tight against him and pressing kisses against the side of her face.
She nodded, laughing for the first time in relief at the words that left his mouth, "I'm happy," She smiled gently at him, fluttering her eyes shut when he leant down and kissed her deeply. "I need to take a test," She whispered once he pulled away, resting her hands on his chest.
"Let me go buy one," He said, but she shook her head and disappeared into their room, coming back out with a long thin cardboard box.
"I already have one," Hanna replied, "I just haven't been brave enough to take it," Her voice trailed off.
He stared at her, unsure as to whether to press her on why she was scared, or encourage her to go and just take the test. Reaching up to cup her cheek, her hooked his arm underneath her legs to pull her onto his lap, "What's wrong?" He asked her quietly, stroking her cheek. She rested her head on his shoulder and looked down, "Do you not want a baby right now?" He asked, kissing her forehead.
"No," Hanna shook her head vehemently, "I do," She said, sighing, "I really do."
Caleb finally got it, "If it's not positive, then it's gonna happen," He reassured her, lifting her chin to place a tender kiss on her lips. Pulling away, he smiled down at her, "Go take the test," He encouraged, squeezing her waist, "You'll feel better once you know."
"Okay," She smiled, climbing off his lap and disappearing into their room.
"Mila," Caleb called, grinning as his baby girl stopped what she was doing and looked over at him. She smiled, running over to him and crashing into his legs, "You were born to be a middle child," He laughed. Their little girl was so placid and loving but she adored her big brother and her face lit up whenever he was showing her something.
"Dada," She said, reaching out to grab his nose as he hoisted her onto his chest, "Sno."
He tickled her and she shrieked with laughter, flashing him her toothy smile, "You are so precious," He whispered, blowing a raspberry on her neck before placing her on the floor as she squirmed to go back to her toys.
Caleb sighed and closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the back of the sofa. They didn't have long until they needed to go and pick Logan up from his ski school. "Han?" He called; surely the test was done by now?
"I don't know if I peed enough," She pouted, coming back in and placing the stick on the table as she cuddled back into his side.
"How many times have you done this?" He laughed, holding her close.
"Hey, I take a test like once every two years," She replied, leaning forward to look at the stick.
"Well?" He asked, rubbing her back.
She turned her head over her shoulder and shook her head at him, smiling slightly, "You have seriously good sperm," She laughed, throwing herself at him and hugging him as close as possible.
"I love you," He said in her ear, pulling her back to look straight into her eyes.
"I love you too," She replied, pushing her lips onto his as he cupped her cheeks and kissed her deeply, his mouth slanting over hers as their tongues duelled.
They kissed and kissed until a voice cleared behind them, Spencer standing over them with Nori on her hip. "Do you want me to watch your daughter whilst you two go and get freaky?" She asked sarcastically as she moved round the room to place Nori down on the floor with Mila.
Hanna grabbed the test whilst Spencer's back was turned and shoved it down her pocket. Whilst she was seriously over the moon right now, she didn't want anyone else to know until they were back in Rosewood and had everything confirmed by Dr. Monroe. Caleb pulled Hanna's legs back across his; he just wanted to be close to her right now, "We're good," He replied, "But we do need to go pick up Lo, are you okay if we leave Mimi here?"
"Of course," Spencer agreed, sitting down with the two girls on the floor, "You guys know Nori adores her. I just hope that she likes the new baby too," She worried.
"You know she will," Hanna reassured her, moving to go and pull on her Ugg boots. Caleb stood and followed her, grabbing the jacket that he'd discarded earlier and pulling it on. "Mila," Hanna said, walking over to her as she handed Nori a toy to play with, "Mama and Daddy are going to pick up Lo," She added, kissing the side of her head.
"Can you say bye?" Spencer encouraged, waving her hand.
"Bye," Mila repeated.
Hanna laughed, kissing her again, "Bye baby. We won't be long Spence," She said, taking Caleb's hand as he led her out of their condo into the crisp Colorado air. "Do you think Spencer will watch Lo too?"
"Why?" Caleb asked as they began the walk to the ski school.
"I really want to have sex."
He laughed, pausing on the slope to pull her in for a deep kiss, his hands running to her arse to squeeze her against him as their tongues met. "I love when you're pregnant," He smiled against her lips.
"So is that a yes?"
He just shook his head knowingly, a grin on his face as they carried on walking. Right now, it felt like there was nothing that could stop this year being their best yet. They were certainly starting it right.
I hope this lives up to expectations?! Do you guys want our babes to have another boy or girl?
Funny how Aria was the only sober one right, next chapter's going to fuuuuun.
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