Here is the next chapter! It is rated M for sexual content. There's another cliffhanger at the end. Sorry...not sorry. Thanks for the reviews. Amber
Chapter 16
Callie dropped the phone in the sink. Luckily it had no water in it. "What? How did that happen? I've taken my birth control."
"Did you get the recall notice?"
"What recall notice? No I didn't. Doctor there was a reason I chose to use a surrogate with my second child. After Brooke was born I developed postpartum psychosis."
"I know your history Mrs. Hardy and there are things we can do. We can put you on the medications right after the birth and you can bottle feed the baby. You may still have mild symptoms but we would get them before they are full blown. My wife is an OB/GYN and her brother is a psychiatrist. I consulted both of them before I called you. I hope that's okay, but I wanted to reassure you."
"Could I have your brother in law's name? I'd like to consult with him and is your wife in practice with Dr. Wagner?"
"Yes she just joined that practice. My brother in law is Dr. Barry Barton."
Callie bit her lip. She was still very uncertain. She hadn't gotten the morning sickness like she did with the other two. Plus she had had what she thought were periods. It was insane! But her doctor wouldn't lie to her. "Okay, I'll make an appointment with Dr. Wagner or your wife. Thank you."
Callie stood staring at the phone for several minutes before she snapped out of it. She had never considered having another baby. It just never crossed her's or Frank's mind. Now she was pregnant. This day just got even more interesting. She knew Frank would worry because that is what he did. She decided she could worry or be happy about it. She chose to be happy. A baby after all these years. She laughed and thought wow. Well if Vanessa could handle two babies in her thirties she could certainly handle one. Plus she was certain her girls would be more than happy to help with him or her. She checked her app to see where Frank was. He was pulling up the street. But she also saw Joe's dot. Well, thankfully she had put rose petals and candles all over the front room. Joe would get the hint. She decided to get dressed but instead of being in the living room she'd wait until Joe left.
Frank pulled up his driveway and turned at the sound of another car. He saw his brother. "Hey Joe how are my nephews?"
Joe got off his motorcycle. "Great, they're great, growing like weeds and crawling all over the place."
"It happens fast. Do you want to come in for a drink?"
"Maybe one. Vanessa and her mom are out. The boys are with Phil and Lynn until I get home. They live next door to us."
"I know." Frank opened the door and took in the surroundings. Rose petals were on the floor, candles were lit everywhere, and light music was playing.
Joe saw it too and grinned at his brother. "I think I'll take a raincheck on that drink." He clapped his brother on the shoulders. "Enjoy the time with your wife. Is Brooke doing alright?"
"She's been in therapy, it seems to be helping."
"Good. I'll see you later. Call me if you have the energy."
Frank shook his head and put his suitcase down. Where was his lovely wife? A creak toward the back of the house told him to go towards their bedroom. She was dressed quite provocatively in a blue teddy and looked amazing. "Hello Mrs. Hardy."
Callie pulled him into her arms and kissed him.
The kiss was slow and deep and had him completely breathless by the end. He looked her over. "You look so beautiful."
"Thank you. I have some good news. You are looking at the girl who was asked to be a federal judge in DC."
Frank twirled her around. "My god that's fantastic. It's what you've worked so hard for! I'm so proud of you baby!"
She kissed him savoring the moment. She broke the kiss. "I hope Joe wasn't too put out about not coming in."
"Nah, he saw the setup and immediately said rain check. He gets it."
"Are you hungry?" Callie asked. "I made a lasagna."
"I could eat, though I'd rather wait until after." He pulled her into his arms making her giggle. "I've had a taste of my lovely wife."
"Just a taste isn't what I had in mind." She put a hand on his chest. "But there is another surprise, one I didn't know about when I set all this up."
"Another surprise."
Callie bit her lip. "Dr. Warren called me about twenty minutes ago."
Frank looked at the change in her demeanor. She was nervous. Then he took a moment to look at her. The teddy really did enhance her...whoa! He realized what she was going to say. "You're pregnant." It wasn't a question but a statement.
"Yeah, he said fourteen weeks Frank. I didn't have a clue. There was no morning sickness or cravings. I mean my breasts have been sore off and on but it was around my periods, and they weren't periods just spotting. I didn't plan this. I brought up the postpartum psychosis and Dr. Warren consulted his wife who is an OB/GYN and his brother in law who is a psychiatrist. They said they could put me on the medications after I have the baby preemptively. We would have to bottle feed but. Oh god! Frank I'm so overwhelmed. I was scared to carry another baby now." Her emotions overwhelmed her.
Frank pulled her into his arms absorbing everything she said. Her doctor had consulted with specialists before he told Callie that had been a very nice thing to do. He lifted her chin. "We're going to have a baby. This is happening?"
Callie nodded. "Yes this is happening."
Frank kissed her, their tongues mating. Callie pulled away breathless. "I'm still scared Frank."
"I know baby, but we know what to look for. It's going to be alright. Now I plan on enjoying our night alone. I trust the girls are with my parents."
"They are."
"Good." He lifted her off her feet.
Callie kissed him as he walked her to their bedroom. He placed her down. She bit her lip. "Strip Hardy, once again you are overdressed for this occasion."
"Yes ma'am." Frank took off his blazer. Followed by the rest of his garments.
Callie circled him. "Hmm. Much better."
Frank's mouth had gone completely dry. He pulled her against him. "Now you're overdressed." He lifted the teddy off her body and moaned as their skin touched. "Much better."
Callie's heart was racing. Frank reached around caressing her breasts, then down her stomach to her hips. His lips nibbling her neck, her cheek, her ear. His fingers found her wet and she moaned as he touched her. Her head fell back into his shoulder of its own accord. He whispered. "I want to make you feel good."
Callie managed to stammer. "Oh you're already well on your way."
Frank simply pulled them both back onto the bed. He crawled on top of her before she could move. His mouth latching onto her nipple making her scream in pleasure. He nibbled, kissed and licked every inch of her breasts all while his hand worked its magic below. Callie moaned. "OH Frank! Take more! More! Oh God!"
Frank's tongue trailed down her belly stopping briefly at her navel. Then he spread her legs apart, his tongue licking up her thigh. Callie was tingling all over, her body was one big nerve. The pressure was building and building. She gasped. "Oh Frank! Ahhh! Don't! Don't stop!"
She was about to explode and she knew it. Thank god the girls weren't home. She screamed. "FRANK! YES! YES! OH GOD!"
Frank growled. "Again my love again. You're primed for it."
Callie gripped the bedpost. "OH GOD! I want you now! Right now! OH GOD! FRANK!"
He left her gasping. He kissed his way back up her body. "Are you hungry for dinner Mrs. Hardy?"
Callie growled. "Make love to me."
Frank flipped her over onto her knees. He wanted her to have as much pleasure as he could give her and this position always gave results. He whispered. "Hold on your honor."
Callie smiled at that then all coherent thought was lost when he thrusted deep inside her. She moaned. "Yes! Fast Frank and hard! Make me scream."
Frank did and was amazed at the feel of her. They were both gasping now. Frank could feel his own orgasm building up. He moaned. "Oh Callie...Ah God you feel so good."
Callie gasping said. "Likewise faster Frank."
Frank complied and thought he would die. The pleasure was immense; he couldn't stop the sounds escaping his lips as the pressure within him built up to the point of pain. He felt her tighten a little, his breath hitched and he increased his depth and pace. Both were gasping at each thrust. Frank felt her tighten like a vise he cried out as his release overtook him.
Brooke was lying wide awake in the bed. She couldn't close her eyes without seeing those men's faces. It had been months but she still saw them. Determined not to see them and feel them she refused to sleep. It had been four days now. She took caffeine pills to stay awake. She couldn't touch her boyfriend without feeling dirty afterwards. It was so frustrating. What was more frustrating her fucking therapist. She was a moron! She tried to tell her that the breathing exercises were not working, that stupid grounding excersise not working. Most of the time she listened to her therapist lecture her about. How this wasn't her fault, that she would eventually feel normal. Had the woman ever been raped she wondered? She wiped her eyes bitterly. She was tired of the nightmares and tired of feeling dirty. She wanted it to be over done. But how? Her parents had all the medications locked in their medicine cabinets. Her father's guns were locked up with fingerprint access only, her only choices were the knife or jumping off a cliff. There were no cliffs around. So she only had one choice. She'd take the knife to school tomorrow and end it. She'd wait until the school was empty and just do it. She knew where to hide where nobody would see her. She knew that Ben had a doctor's appointment and would leave school early that day. She'd leave two notes in his backpack. Feeling better than she had in months she quietly took out her bookbag and began to write.
