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Hey all, Chapter One has arrived! Thanks so much for reading a reviewing the prologue. I hope I get a lot of reviews for the next few chapters as well. As I said, if something is wrong, please tell me. Believe me, I need to know! I'm not a very smart person but I hate it when something is wrong An example would be like Evelyn should have said 'Mummy' in the prologue and not 'Mommy', but the thing is I didn't want to confuse you by having her say, "I get to be a mummy?" Instead of "I get to be a mommy?" Thanks for catching that, Nakhti!
"In an Instant" takes place a month or so before Evelyn's due date, and she's still working. I know, now a day's mums to be get a lot more time off, but this is Evelyn we're talking about. So please go with it. Thanks a bunch guys! Enjoy Chapter One!
Luv, Lady-Evie
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Expecting the UNexpected "In An Instant"
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"I'll get it."
"No, you won't."
"I will so!"
"You heard me, I said no. Hang on a sec, and I'll do it."
"I can handle it!"
"I know you can handle it, I just wondering if the ladder can handle you."
"We'll see."
I literally threw the books I was carring on the desk and ran back over to the bookshelf she was by. It was to late though; she was already halfway up the ladder.
"Evelyn, you get down here right now!"
"No, I'm getting that book."
"Don't make me come up there and get you."
"You wouldn't," she murmured glancing around.
"Don't tempt me." I placed a foot on the first step. Evelyn looked down, and her eyes seemed to stare right through me. She then cocked her head to the side and her eyebrows squeezed together in anger. I think that's when she realized I was serious. Either that or she knows the ladder can't hold us both.
"Get off." She demanded forcefully.
"You first."
She gave me one of her trademark 'Ooh's' and threw the nearest book at me. "Egypt Lore and Myths" hit me in the shoulder causing me to lose my grip on the ladder. It shook a little and Evelyn let out a shriek. I quickly regained my grip and steadied it snickering in the process.
"Still want me to get off?"
"Oh, be quiet."
She finally began to climb down and I offered my free hand. She shoved it away and got off the last step with her chin held high like she was the queen or something. She began to walk towards the desk. I climbed up the ladder and grabbed the big book she was looking for. Then I placed my feet on the sides and slid down watching her.
"I could've gotten that book, you know," she said taking the book but not looking at me.
"Uh-huh..." I followed her over to the desk, and she eased into the big comfy chair crossing her arms over her round belly. I casually walked around the chair and placed my chin on her head. "Evie, how many times do I have to tell you? You've got-"
"-got to stop working so hard. I know, I know." She sighed and puts on her pouting face. "But I can't. There are so many things to put up; so many things to do. I have a shipment coming in on Thursday and it has to be looked at by Sunday."
"Well, that's too damn bad. Cause you won't be here Thursday." I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and nuzzled my chin into her head. This moment of contact didn't last long however because she suddenly jumped up causing me to bite my tongue. I quietly cursed. Damn that hurt!
"What do you mean I won't be here Thursday? I have to be here Thursday! Mr. Hafez said-"
"Mr. Hafez said that you should take off and have the baby." I said referring to the new curator. Evelyn did a double take and went back into the angry pregnant women mode.
"Excuse me!? And why does he think that?"
"Well, um." Hand caught in the cookie jar.
She threw her hands in the air and let out a loud curse of her own. My eyes went wide and I covered her mouth, quieting her. She grabbed my arm and pushed it away.
"Don't shush me, Mr. O'Connell! I know you talked to Mr. Hafez!"
"Oh so now we're back to that again? Evelyn, call me Rick.R-I-C-K! Rick! You know your husband for almost a year now?" I seized her shoulders and gave her a small shake. I tried to keep focused on the argument, but damn her lips looked good. "I just told him that you need a break! And you do!"
"I do not! I am perfectly capable of-"
"Of what? Of doing things the doctor told you not to do? Evie, you could get hurt!"
"I know what I'm doing."
"No, you don't. You're testing your own limits. You should be at home, taking it easy! You are not who you were eight months ago!"
"You're right, I'm not. Eight month's ago I wasn't a fat old woman who eats chocolate covered foods every hour!" Then the dam burst. "Why don't you go ahead and say it, Rick!? You don't want me working because you're ashamed of me!" With that the waterworks began.
At this point I didn't know what to do. I could have yelled more, I could have laughed at the way she was taking the mood swings, hell I could have done anything. Most guys would have told her she was wrong to think that; that's what I wanted to do. But that wasn't what happened.
My lips found hers and the heat of the moment took its toll. At first she was shocked, but quickly she got over it. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I wiped the stray tears from her eyes. After a moment she looked up and our eyes locked. Regretfully I pulled away.
"How could you think that?" I whispered.
"I don't know... I-" she sighed and placed her head on my shoulder. "I don't know what I was thinking. I really hate to say it, but you're right Rick; I think I need a break."
Oh, yes folks! For once I was right! The past eight months have been hell for her and me. I had been trying to convince her to take a break and after endless failed attempts, she had finally agreed. It was like the cure of the plague, for God's sake! I was right! Did I care?
I didn't give a damn.
Once again our lips met. My hands began exploring, as did hers. I laid a palm on where her stomach was, and she laid her hand over mine. Who cared if anyone was watching?
In an instant we forgot about the argument we just had, in an instant we forgot about the work that had to be done, and in an instant I believe for the first time in eight months I was in control.
In an instant, mind you.
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Hey all, Chapter One has arrived! Thanks so much for reading a reviewing the prologue. I hope I get a lot of reviews for the next few chapters as well. As I said, if something is wrong, please tell me. Believe me, I need to know! I'm not a very smart person but I hate it when something is wrong An example would be like Evelyn should have said 'Mummy' in the prologue and not 'Mommy', but the thing is I didn't want to confuse you by having her say, "I get to be a mummy?" Instead of "I get to be a mommy?" Thanks for catching that, Nakhti!
"In an Instant" takes place a month or so before Evelyn's due date, and she's still working. I know, now a day's mums to be get a lot more time off, but this is Evelyn we're talking about. So please go with it. Thanks a bunch guys! Enjoy Chapter One!
Luv, Lady-Evie
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Expecting the UNexpected "In An Instant"
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"I'll get it."
"No, you won't."
"I will so!"
"You heard me, I said no. Hang on a sec, and I'll do it."
"I can handle it!"
"I know you can handle it, I just wondering if the ladder can handle you."
"We'll see."
I literally threw the books I was carring on the desk and ran back over to the bookshelf she was by. It was to late though; she was already halfway up the ladder.
"Evelyn, you get down here right now!"
"No, I'm getting that book."
"Don't make me come up there and get you."
"You wouldn't," she murmured glancing around.
"Don't tempt me." I placed a foot on the first step. Evelyn looked down, and her eyes seemed to stare right through me. She then cocked her head to the side and her eyebrows squeezed together in anger. I think that's when she realized I was serious. Either that or she knows the ladder can't hold us both.
"Get off." She demanded forcefully.
"You first."
She gave me one of her trademark 'Ooh's' and threw the nearest book at me. "Egypt Lore and Myths" hit me in the shoulder causing me to lose my grip on the ladder. It shook a little and Evelyn let out a shriek. I quickly regained my grip and steadied it snickering in the process.
"Still want me to get off?"
"Oh, be quiet."
She finally began to climb down and I offered my free hand. She shoved it away and got off the last step with her chin held high like she was the queen or something. She began to walk towards the desk. I climbed up the ladder and grabbed the big book she was looking for. Then I placed my feet on the sides and slid down watching her.
"I could've gotten that book, you know," she said taking the book but not looking at me.
"Uh-huh..." I followed her over to the desk, and she eased into the big comfy chair crossing her arms over her round belly. I casually walked around the chair and placed my chin on her head. "Evie, how many times do I have to tell you? You've got-"
"-got to stop working so hard. I know, I know." She sighed and puts on her pouting face. "But I can't. There are so many things to put up; so many things to do. I have a shipment coming in on Thursday and it has to be looked at by Sunday."
"Well, that's too damn bad. Cause you won't be here Thursday." I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and nuzzled my chin into her head. This moment of contact didn't last long however because she suddenly jumped up causing me to bite my tongue. I quietly cursed. Damn that hurt!
"What do you mean I won't be here Thursday? I have to be here Thursday! Mr. Hafez said-"
"Mr. Hafez said that you should take off and have the baby." I said referring to the new curator. Evelyn did a double take and went back into the angry pregnant women mode.
"Excuse me!? And why does he think that?"
"Well, um." Hand caught in the cookie jar.
She threw her hands in the air and let out a loud curse of her own. My eyes went wide and I covered her mouth, quieting her. She grabbed my arm and pushed it away.
"Don't shush me, Mr. O'Connell! I know you talked to Mr. Hafez!"
"Oh so now we're back to that again? Evelyn, call me Rick.R-I-C-K! Rick! You know your husband for almost a year now?" I seized her shoulders and gave her a small shake. I tried to keep focused on the argument, but damn her lips looked good. "I just told him that you need a break! And you do!"
"I do not! I am perfectly capable of-"
"Of what? Of doing things the doctor told you not to do? Evie, you could get hurt!"
"I know what I'm doing."
"No, you don't. You're testing your own limits. You should be at home, taking it easy! You are not who you were eight months ago!"
"You're right, I'm not. Eight month's ago I wasn't a fat old woman who eats chocolate covered foods every hour!" Then the dam burst. "Why don't you go ahead and say it, Rick!? You don't want me working because you're ashamed of me!" With that the waterworks began.
At this point I didn't know what to do. I could have yelled more, I could have laughed at the way she was taking the mood swings, hell I could have done anything. Most guys would have told her she was wrong to think that; that's what I wanted to do. But that wasn't what happened.
My lips found hers and the heat of the moment took its toll. At first she was shocked, but quickly she got over it. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I wiped the stray tears from her eyes. After a moment she looked up and our eyes locked. Regretfully I pulled away.
"How could you think that?" I whispered.
"I don't know... I-" she sighed and placed her head on my shoulder. "I don't know what I was thinking. I really hate to say it, but you're right Rick; I think I need a break."
Oh, yes folks! For once I was right! The past eight months have been hell for her and me. I had been trying to convince her to take a break and after endless failed attempts, she had finally agreed. It was like the cure of the plague, for God's sake! I was right! Did I care?
I didn't give a damn.
Once again our lips met. My hands began exploring, as did hers. I laid a palm on where her stomach was, and she laid her hand over mine. Who cared if anyone was watching?
In an instant we forgot about the argument we just had, in an instant we forgot about the work that had to be done, and in an instant I believe for the first time in eight months I was in control.
In an instant, mind you.
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