:Chapter 24:
"Not to be mean, but I'm kind of glad they finally left" Susannah said after Adam and CeeCee drove off.
"I know, what you mean. For a little while I thought they were going to stay in the guest room again" I replied, wrapping an arm around Susannah's waist and leading her towards the stairs.
Susannah yawned and leaned her head against my shoulder.
"It's late querida, why don't I put you to bed, and then clean up down here" I suggested, gently kissing the top of her head.
"No, we'll both go up after cleaning" she countered, "nice try though."
"Susannah you need your rest, and it's not that much of mess. I'll be up in twenty minutes" I offered.
"But if I help, we'll both go up in ten minutes" she replied with a smile.
I couldn't help but chuckle and pull her closer. "I love you querida" I said with a smile.
She smiled back and gave me a gentle peck. "I love you too. Now let's clean up, cause I wanna go to bed."
"How much bigger do boobs normally get during pregnancy?" Susannah asked poking her head through the bathroom doorway. She had her toothbrush sticking out of her mouth, and toothpaste all around her lips.
"I don't know querida" I answered with a laugh, "Why do you ask?"
"Well, I wanna prepare myself for the added cleavage and I was just wondering how much I was gonna get only to have them taken away" she replied before disappearing behind the wall and spitting out her toothpaste.
"Susannah, you have perfect breasts, trust me" I said with a grin as she sauntered back into our bedroom.
"You're just saying that cause you're married to me and stuck with my boobs" she sighed, flopping onto the bed.
"Querida," I sighed back, "I happen to love your breasts, and not just because I'm married to you."
"Yeah, but I bet you wouldn't mind it if I had bigger ones" she countered scooting close to me. "And stop calling them breasts, that's so doctor-ly. They're boobs."
I gave a frustrated sigh and then laid back, next to Susannah. "Susannah, I love your breasts just the way they are," I said, putting an emphasis on breasts.
"Seriously, boobs. But if-" she began.
I silenced her by putting a finger to her lips and then trailing that finger down her face, her neck and to her chest. I stopped at her tank top and leaned in close to her ear. "Querida I love you the way you are, and I especially love your boobs" I reassured her, gently running my finger over her nipple.
She nodded her head and gave me a smile. Her eyes urged me to go on, but I decided to tease Susannah a little, so I laid back and folded my hands over my stomach.
"Are you kidding me?" she asked turning onto her side and staring at me baffled.
"What?" I asked innocently.
"Two can play at that game" she murmured standing up and pulling off her tank top, then sliding off her pajama bottoms and bikini underwear. She let me stare for a moment, but then lifted up the covers, hopped into bed and draped the covers over herself. "Night honey" she chimed giving me a lingering kiss.
I wanted to continue the kiss, but she pulled away and turned onto her side, her back facing me. I had to blink a few times to make sure what had just happened, had really happened. I looked over at Susannah, telling myself to be strong, but I couldn't resist her. She's always been my weakness, Susannah. I can just never say no to her. All she has to do is pout her full lips and bat her eyelashes, and I'm done for.
Carefully I crawled under the covers, and then paused a few seconds before scooting as close as possible to Susannah.
"Jesse" she mumbled in a warning tone.
"Hmmm" I replied, trailing light kisses along her neck and shoulder.
"Jesse" she repeated in a softer tone.
"Querida" I breathed, leaning over her and lightly kissing her cheek, and temple.
She let out an exasperated huff and then turned onto her back. "You do that again and me and my boobs are off limits for a week" she threatened staring straight into my eyes.
A smile crept onto my face and I brought my lips down onto her's. "Never again" I said against her lips before kissing her and moving my hand toward her breasts.
"We have sex an awful lot, don't we?" Susannah asked, lifting her head from my bare chest.
"We have a healthy sexual appetite" I answered planting a kiss on the top of her head.
She smiled and shook her head before resting it against my chest again. "Yeah, but just today we did it, what, five times?"
"Six", I corrected her. "Once when I first got home, twice in the kitchen, once in the living room, and twice just right now."
"Wow" she said snuggling closer to me.
"Yeah" I agreed, "but it's not like everyday is like this. Normally we restrain ourselves to what, once or twice?"
"More like two or three times, it seems like once is never enough for us" she said running her fingers over my chest and stomach. A sly smile crept onto my face and I pulled her closer to me. "Querida, are you happy that you're pregnant?" I asked. A second later I wondered why I had asked that question, but subconsciously I had been thinking of asking Susannah that for a while.
She lifted her head from my chest and gazed directly into my eyes. For a moment she just remained silent, but continued staring at me. Her eyes swirled and I could tell she trying to organize an answer. Finally she replied "At first I was freaked out, but after I thought about it, I knew that we were ready. Plus CeeCee was really supportive and she really reassured me that I wouldn't screw up and be a horrible mother."
"Susannah" I scolded, "how could you even think you'd be a horrible mother?"
"Uhh, because I have no maternal instincts whatsoever" she answered.
"Querida, every woman feels that way at first. My father told me how even through my mother's last pregnancy she was still concerned about being a good mother, and how all we, as men, could do was comfort her and reassure her of the fact that she was a wonderful mother."
"Yeah, but your mom probably had natural maternal instincts. Me, I gag at even the smell of stinky trash. Can you imagine me changing diapers? And what about all that other stuff like mother's intuition? I don't have that. So, please explain to me how on earth I'm going to be this great super mom" she explained, blinking her eyes, apparently trying to hold back tears.
"Susannah" I cooed, smoothing her hair, "when you hold our baby for the first time, you'll feel it. I overheard my sister Josefina talking to my other sister Marta and she said that when she held her baby it was like she felt protective and responsible. She said that's when she received her maternal instincts."
"But Jesse-" she started.
"Susannah" I interrupted, before giving her a deep kiss. "It's after 4 o'clock and I know you're just as, if not even more tired than I am. So could we please just relax and go to sleep."
"How do you do that?" she asked, furrowing her eyebrows.
"Do what?" I questioned.
"Know exactly what time it is and not even glance at the clock. Plus know exactly how to shut me up" she answered with a smirk.
I closed my eyes and grinned while I replied "I'm a doctor, I always know what time it is. And I just borrowed your kiss and shut up technique. I figured since it always works on me, I should be able to use too."
"That's supposed to be my secret technique, you can't steal that from me" she mumbled settling her head back against my chest.
I tightened my hold of her and kissed her forehead. "Go to sleep querida, we both need to rest up. Especially if we intend to keep up our six times a day weekend schedule" I whispered, caressing her arm. I could feel her smile against my skin and she purred "Ok, love you." She lightly brushed her lips on my chest while her fingers danced across my stomach.
I smiled and breathed "Sweet dreams querida. I love you." "And you too" I added placing my palm over her stomach.