Pawnshops and Carousels
AvalonReeseFanFics
A/N: Happy Sunday my wonderful readers! We got another surprise coming in this chapter. I'm hoping you guys are enjoying all the cute fluffy moments cause we've got a lot of them coming up. As always don't forget to leave a review, or a fav or a follow and I'll see you guys next week!
Chapter 30
We don't pick up Sierra after work like we're supposed to do all the time. Sometimes we're late. On purpose.
That's a terribly wicked thing for us to do that but we have been enjoying sneaking off for some adult alone time. Seeing as we get so very little of it and her grandmother loves to babysit. She was always fussing about giving her back at the end of the day.
I unno what's going on with me, but I've been all over Seth lately, which means on our ride home we've been taking detours to that park we used to fool around in when we were in high school and getting hot and heavy in the car.
It's so reminiscent of how I lost my virginity to him that… I unno…maybe it's bringing back memories, but it really, really gets me going.
And Seth never turns down sex with me.
He let's me mount him in the back and in a few short minutes—not because my man can't keep up, he can, we're just the masters of a quicky by now—we're hot, heavy, sticky and spent.
We even have time for a round two, which he more than happily obliges me to, before we head to his parent's place to pick up our daughter.
We can't help but shoot smirks at one another while we're driving back from his parent's house. We have decided that the best way to stay out of arguments is to rotate the duties. Today it's Seth's turn to get Sierra's dinner ready, then get her bathed and put to bed. My job is to make dinner for us and then it would be my job to do the dishes.
So, while we mill around our apartment doing our separate chores, we trade stories from the day. I tell him about the things we put online and sold, he tells me about life on the sales floor. Being his personal assistant/online manager keeps me off the sales floor most of the time, which I think Seth did on purpose because he doesn't want me out where people can yell at me.
I don't want to argue with him and ruin the thing we've had going for us over the last month or so I've said nothing about it. And really, I don't mind that I don't have to be on the floor. Sure, I have the best customer service skills in the store, but it doesn't mean that I want to be on the floor with people who are going to yell at me.
By the time that he's done feeding Sierra, who's now on baby food, I have our spaghetti done. I tell him that I'll keep our food warm as he goes to get our daughter washed up and ready for bed. But I end up eating my plate while I'm waiting and, by the time he comes back, I've helped myself to seconds.
"Mmm, someone's hungry today," he says as he sits down at the able. "She's in the crib but she's not asleep yet, I'm hoping she'll fall asleep soon."
I simply smile at my beautiful wonderful husband and once again my mind wanders to other things. More namely jumping Seth and demanding he take me right there in the kitchen. But he's eating and I don't want to distract him.
So, while he eats and he tells me about all the cute things our daughter did, and all the naughty things she got up to while he was trying to change her into PJs, I start putting my dishes in the sink. Might as well get them washed up now so that we can move on to better things for the rest of the night though I'm certain he wants to sleep.
Seth's story about changing is long because Sierra hates being in her onesies, she wanted to be naked all the time. Seth was starting to worry she might be a stripper with how often he's found her trying to take her clothes off.
I get my dishes done, the pots are still soaking, but the one with the pasta is already out and drying on the rack. I go to my husband and start to massage his stiff shoulders while he eats. He groans into his meal as I continue to work my fingers into his shoulder blades. He's working so hard lately, still a few more days than me and I just want him to know that he's appreciated and loved.
But those groans remind me of the car, because they're the same noises he makes when I'm grinding into him, taking all that he has to offer, because sinking into me is the best feeling in the world. Or so he says. I'm inclined to believe him.
Though I've told myself I wasn't going to do it, I find myself draped across the back of him, my arms around his neck as I press kisses to his cheek and jaw line. His hand comes up as he arches back so he can keep me in one place so he can kiss me solidly. And once his lips are on mine I know I'm going to get my way.
Before I can swing into his lap, Seth is standing and herding me towards the counters. His mouth doesn't leave mine but our hands are frantically tugging at our clothes. I'm working on his pants, he's working on pushing the skirt of my dress up so he can get better access to me so he can get at my panties.
For a second he's chuckles and I stop kissing him.
"What's so funny?" I ask him and he just smiles happily up at me. He always gets a little distracted when we're fucking so I'm not surprised that he's confused for a second. But then he's shaking his head.
"God, not that I'm complaining, but you haven't been this horny since you were pregnant," he says to me and I scowl and hit him.
"Don't you even joke," I say to him and he smiles. Instead of answering me he just slams his body up and into me and I get lost in him. My perfect, wonderful husband, I can never get enough of him.
Sabrina: There's something about what Seth last night that gets me thinking. He's right, I haven't been this horny since I was pregnant with Sierra. And now that I think about it, I'm not sure when my last period was. Then this morning I threw up and while I'm like half positive that I probably just have the stomach flu… what if I don't? So, I go to the drug store to get a test, but this can't be happening again, it just… can't. And if it is… god I have no idea what we're going to do.
Sabrina wasn't feeling well that morning, so to give her a day off, I take Sierra to my parents. I also want to make sure that Sierra doesn't catch anything that Sabrina might have caught, but I also want Sabrina to have a break. She's such a good mom, and a good wife, and good at her job, that I just know she's probably working herself to the bone and I don't want to Sabrina to run herself ragged.
I keep texting her, not because I don't trust her but because I miss her. I miss her and I want her. I've gotten used to car sex at a certain time every day and knowing that I won't get it today is fucking with me something hard.
Not that I want to make my sick wife have sex with me, I want her to feel better, obviously. Doesn't mean that I can't tell her that I miss her and that I want her and that I can't wait to come home and dote on her. And if she's feeling up to it, maybe I can give her little more than just medicine.
But I haven't heard from Sabrina in a while and that makes me nervous. Granted she's probably sleeping but I can't help but worry. What if something's really wrong?
I tell myself I haven't heard from her by lunch I'm going to go home on my break just to make sure she's okay, but it turns out I don't have to worry about that.
Sierra shows up just before my lunch break. Her face is a terrible red color and she's bearing down on me in the sport's section with this fiery angry look about her. I can't for the life of me figure out what she could mad at me about so I just stand there like a deer in the headlights wondering if I could call security on her.
It wouldn't help, because Sabrina and I live together, so coming home would not go well later tonight.
When she gets to me, I ask her what's going on, but she just takes something out of her purse and slams it onto the display case.
I look at it and then back up to her, pretty sure I know what it is, but my mind can't comprehend it at that moment. It's kind of gone blank in panic. So I point at it. "What is that?"
"It's a pregnancy test."
I had a feeling it was, but why the fuck was it on the display case?
"And yes, don't bother looking, it's positive!" she shrieks and my eyes widen. "You got me pregnant. AGAIN!"
"What?!"
I was supposed to say that in my head but it came out of my mouth instead, but I can't help it because we already have one and we weren't planning for two, not this soon anyway, so now I'm panicking.
"I'm pregnant, Seth!" she cries and I notice that she had tears in her eyes. "I'm pregnant and I'm freaking out. How are we going to afford to raise two? How are we going to have two kids in that apartment?"
Without a second thought, I've jumped over the display case so I can wrap her up in my arms. "Babe, babe," I say softly, knowing that I'll have to keep my wits about myself I want her not to panic. "We're going to have another baby! This is so exciting!"
"But… but…"
"No, don't you worry about any of that. We are going to be fine, and do you know why?" Sabrina shook her head and I take her face in my hands so she can look into my eyes and see that I mean everything I'm about to say. "We're going to be okay, because I love you and you love me and we are going to love this new baby more than anything."
Sabrina dons a shaky smile and I can see that I've assuaged any fears she might have had. Though I'm suspecting that while the fears were founded, they were mostly fueled by her hormones.
"I'm scared but I'm also like… super excited too. What do you think? This time we might have a boy!"
She breaks out in a weepy giggle and I laugh with her. I don't care if it's a boy or girl, I'll be happy with anything. I'm just happy that she's not freaking out anymore, and I'm more than positive that it's her the hormones affecting her early, cause that would explain why she was so damn horny all of a sudden.
As I hug her, I notice that my dad and sister are heading towards us. I will have to tell them that a new baby is on the way, but until then I'm just going to hold onto her and not worry.
Fuck my virile body, fuck her extremely fertile ovaries. Well, it was too late to be careful now, now I was just going to have to be happy.
