CHAPTER ELEVEN –Circles, Lines and Signs
I woke up just as the sun was rising. I opened one eye and looked at the clock, glowing in the still-dark room. Mick was gone. I got up and put on my robe, went over to the door and peeked out. Mick was busy at my computer, so I went into the bathroom and shut the door. I pulled the pregnancy tests out from under my dirty clothes in the hamper, sat down and peed on all of them, setting them on tissue on the side of the tub while I washed my hands and face. I dried my face with a hand towel and looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't look different, I thought, turning my head this way and that. I did feel premenstrual, which might not be good, but then, if I were pregnant, I supposed I could explain that full feeling I had another way. The tests all said they would take a few minutes. It was all I could do not to peek. I decided to leave them there for a minute while I went out to tell Mick what I was doing.
I opened the door and a tiny scream escaped me. Mick was standing right there like a brick wall. Shaken, I looked up at him as he stood in my bathroom door.
"Hi—I was just--coming to say good-morning to you!" I kissed his cheek.
"And I was just checking to see if you were up—I guess we have a lot to do today!" He looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "Is there something going on here that I should know about?"
"Are you a psychic vampire now?" I asked him, raising my own eyebrows. He took a step back.
"Huh. I don't know—I just had a feeling I can't explain."
"Okay, Mr. Psychic. I was just coming to get you so you could be in on this. I'm waiting for the results of the pregnancy test."
His eyes lit up. "You got a pregnancy test?"
"Yeah, yesterday, actually I got three of them. They're processing. They should be about done."
"So—are you going to look?" he was animated and antsy, while my stomach did back flips.
"I'm feeling kind of—I don't know--why don't you look? They're on the bathtub." I pointed. He looked over my shoulder, behind me, and saw them and caught his breath.
"I'll just wait on the bed," I said softly as I pushed past him and went and sat down. He went into the bathroom. The truth was, I was terribly nervous. I didn't know how I'd react, to the results, but pretty much figured I'd cry either way. Best to let Mick handle it. He was cooler in tense situations than I was.
"What am I looking for?" he called out from the bathroom.
"Well," I called back to him, "a plus sign, two pink lines, and a circle. I don't know if any of them will work yet. . .it might be too early."
He was standing in the door, all three tests in one hand. "If I see a plus sign, two lines and a circle, what does that mean?"
"Any one of those signs would mean the test is positive." I sat shaking. "Are they done yet? What do they say?"
He stood as though paralyzed. "Okay" he said, breathing unevenly, "just to be sure, those signs mean the test is positive, and positive means what?"
"It means I'm PREGNANT, Mick!" I stood up now, too anxious to sit. He was looking at them all again, then a huge smile broke out that lit up his face.
"WHAT!!" I shouted, jumping up and down now. He ran over to me and picked me up and twirled me around, kissing me, kissing my face. "We're pregnant Beth! We're gonna have a baby!" He was SO excited I thought he might drop me, but then again, no, not MY vampire daddy! He was holding me tightly, tests in his hand behind my back.
"Let me see! Let me see!!" I squealed breathlessly. He put me down and handed the three wands over, and sure enough! There were the lines, the circle and the plus. All three of them agreed—I was definitely pregnant! I grinned up at him and the smile on his face was so elated that I wondered if he'd ever be able to stop smiling! I threw the tests on the bed and hugged him, very, very hard. He hugged me back, and we stayed there, in our silence, thanking God and the Universe for this amazing miracle.
"Oh, Beth, I love you so much! I can't believe this! This is so—amazing and wonderful!" He looked into my eyes, so happy and excited, like a little boy at Christmas who just got everything he'd ever wanted. "Oh, Beth! Honey, I—I don't even know what to say! I want to make love to you, but I think I'd make us late for the trip!"
I laughed against his chest. We were both so happy and relieved. This was really happening! I wanted to jump up and down and scream! I looked into his face, full of awe and joy, and I touched his cheek lightly. "I'd love to stay in bed all day, but that would be irresponsible, wouldn't it?"
"It would, and now that we're going to be parents, I'm feeling even more strongly that we should be married parents, so let's just get there and let me make an honest woman of you, okay?" He lifted me off the floor again and kissed me. "This is just the best news ever, Beth. Well, the next best news—the first was that you'd marry me, and now this!" I climbed up his tall body and wrapped my legs around his waist, put my arms around his neck, and kissed him solidly. He took off with me clinging to him and did a little dance around the apartment, then backed me up to a wall and kissed me like he'd never stop! "MMMMMMMMM! You taste divine! You taste good enough to be my wife—how about if we fly to Vegas, like right now, and just DO it?!"
"Fine with me." My heart was beating fast against him and he couldn't stop hugging me. "I do have to take a shower, though, would you care to join me? DADDY!"
I disentangled myself from him, jumped down and ran into the bathroom turning on the water, throwing my robe off, and getting in under the hot water. Mick came right after me, his jeans halfway off, looking adorable, throwing his clothes on the floor with my robe, and getting under the water with me. I'm surprised we got clean at all! We couldn't stop hugging and kissing, but eventually we were soaped and rinsed. Oh, it was going to be a GREAT day!
After we toweled each other off, I blew my hair dry, put on a little makeup and got dressed. Mick was out in the kitchen making me a light breakfast of an egg and toast. Instead of coffee, he'd made me tea, which was sweet of him. I couldn't keep the smile off my face as I ate my breakfast and kept my eyes locked on his, which were smiling back at me as he watched me eat. We were in our own little happy place, and I don't think anything short of a nuclear attack could have shaken our joy.
At nine o'clock sharp, a limousine showed up outside my door. We brought our things out and had them loaded into the trunk, then slid into the sleek interior, buckled in and cuddled as we went to pick up Josef and Simone, who were, we found out when we got to Josef's place, running a little late. We didn't mind a bit having a little more time to ourselves! More time to kiss and smile and enjoy our little secret for a few more minutes!
Too soon, the door opened and in they came! "HI! Anybody here want to go get married?" Simone asked loudly and happily as she slid into limo with Josef right behind her. I noticed that he was looking particularly handsome in casual wear, something I rarely saw him in.
"WE ARE READY!" Mick and I said in unison, beaming at our friends, beaming at each other. The limo took off for the executive airport at LAX while Josef broke out champagne and offered the first toast: "To Mick and Beth—may this be the first of a million billion fun days ahead for you both! I took a glass and a sip, but left the rest.
Josef's eyes were scrutinizing us, and we probably weren't all that hard to read! Mick couldn't stop smiling, whether at me or Josef or Simone or out the window!
"Ah, is it my imagination, or are you two looking like you have a huge secret you are hiding from the world?" Josef asked us, a little knowing smile curling each side of his mouth.
"Vampires are so inquisitive!" I said.
"And so intuitive!" said Josef, looking at us. Simone looked a little puzzled, but kept on sipping her champagne, poking Josef in the arm when she needed a refill. "So, you two lovebirds who look more like the cats who swallowed the bats, what's new?"
Mick and I looked at each other. He raised an eyebrow at me and I nodded back at him.
"All right!" Mick said, raising his glass. "Now I'm going to propose a toast!" I giggled and raised my glass, as did Josef and Simone. "First, I want to say thank you to our friends who are here with us, coming along to Las Vegas to share in our happiness as we get married," he nodded to Josef and Simone. They both smiled and nodded back, looking as though they were waiting for what was coming next.
Then Mick looked at me again, his smile turning to something much more full of emotion, "I also want to toast my bride-to-be," he said, a tiny bit choked with emotion, but continued on, "not only is she the most beautiful woman in the world," he hesitated only a second, here, then dropped the bombshell: "but she is also the most beautiful mother-to-be ever!" He leaned over and kissed me sweetly, and we each took a sip of champagne looking into each other's eyes. Then I looked over at Josef and Simone, who looked so stunned it was funny! Simone's eyes were as big as saucers, and Josef's were squinty slits. Simone gushed forth first.
"MY GOSH! Congratulations, you two! What a surprise!"
"You can say that again," Mick said kind of shyly but his elation was still evident as he looked at me again, mouthing 'thank you.'
I nodded. He knew I wanted to keep our secret for a few weeks, but I also knew how important it was for him to tell Josef.
Simone nudged Josef, who cleared his throat and raised his glass. "To the two people we love most right now, for figuring out how to re-write the rules of vampire love." We clinked glasses on that one.
The ride went fast, with Simone talking nonstop and Mick and I just enjoying the feel of being close to each other. The car pulled into the far corner of LAX and stopped in front of an amazing piece of machinery. I don't know jets, but this one was beautiful.
"Josef! She is gorgeous!"
"Why thank you, Mrs. St. John. Lots of gorgeous here today! Allow me to show you inside!" I beamed at him. "I can't wait!"
Hmmmm. 'Mrs. St. John—I loved the sound of that! Beth St. John. Wow!'
Josef led the way, and we followed him up the stairs. I gasped when I saw the interior! It was so luxurious you could live in it! We oohed and ahhed as Josef showed us quickly around, pointing out the restroom, which looked both beautiful and very inviting! We shook the hands of the pilot and the steward, who was busy in the galley. He then showed Mick and me to our seats, which were plush and deep, and sitting on them felt more like sinking into an expensive loveseat; we strapped ourselves in and clasped hands.
We were on one side of the plane with a shiny walnut table in front of us, Josef and Simone sat on the other side of the table. We were served refreshments and snacks, which were delicious, and Mick and I talked the whole way there.
It wasn't a very long flight to Vegas, and we taxied to a spot where there were a lot of other private jets and where another limousine, this one from the Wynn, waited for us. It seemed we were at the Wynn in just a few minutes. Actually, I think it was only ten minutes or so! I was definitely liking private jets and limousines!
At the Wynn, we were escorted to our suites, which were larger than two of my apartments put together. Simone and I were across the hall from Mick and Josef, and we quickly looked over the divine luxury of our suite, putting our luggage hastily in our rooms, then we had to run out the door so we wouldn't be late going shopping!
We were escorted out of a private entrance/exit, back to the limo, which took us to the exclusive and very new Palazzo shops right next to the Venetian. We were met at the door by an entourage who were there to escort us to our various shopping sites. Mick kissed me good-bye as the men's' valet took off with him and Josef, heading for Barney's, it looked like, and the women escorted Simone and me to the luxurious Diane von Ferstenberg boutique, where we met our bridal stylist! A stylist! Who knew!
"This is so fun!" Simone whispered, grabbing my hand and pulling me along with her.
"This is so unexpected!" I whispered back.
We were taken to the 'private showing suite,' which was lmore luxury and beauty, full of mirrors and step-up platforms for us to swish and preen on. There was a buffet set out for us, with piles of fresh fruit, which I devoured little by little, along with assorted cheeses, breads and mineral water for me, with yet more champagne for Simone. Women brought beautiful dresses in for us to say "yes" (will try on) or "no" to, and soon we each had a rack of glorious designer gowns waiting for us!
I swallowed and got up as my personal dresser beckoned me over to my rack. About the third dress in, I knew I had it. The dress just felt so right, and Simone agreed—it was perfect! It was clingy enough to be sexy, but not tight, elegant, swishy and wonderful. Simone chose a Stella McCartney in navy blue that looked smashing on her. The fitters pinned us after we had chosen our shoes, (which were brought to us to try on with the dresses!) I chose some strappy white ones with little rhinestone studs down the heel, and I tried hard not to gasp when I saw the price on the box! The shoes went perfectly with the diamond necklace and earrings Simone was going to loan me so I'd have my "borrowed" part covered. They showed us lingerie, and I chose a few items I liked that were pretty darn sexy! Not really ME, but I thought Mick would appreciate them! The ladies bagged up my stockings, shoes, lingerie, a bra to wear under the dress, and Simone even talked me into some lacy underwear that I couldn't resist, and, of course, the garter. I felt like a princess!
I asked our guide about something I HAD to buy—a ring—and she made a call. Within five minutes, we had a jeweler spreading out an array of rings in Mick's size, all white gold or titanium, no silver! I chose a beautiful polished white gold band that was elegantly plain with tiny yellow gold edges. That was wrapped and put in my lingerie bags. Now I felt I had everything! Well, except something blue! Simone and I talked about that. We'd have to try to find something!
We were so happy and chatted as we strolled over to meet our guys at "Table 10," a trendy new restaurant, for lunch. Simone was talking about the whole experience, and Josef looked very pleased with himself!
"Thank you, so much, Josef," I said sincerely. "I've never felt like a princess before today! I'm overwhelmed!"
He just looked sweetly at me and said, "Hey, Valentino is not too good for you, Beth! I want you to have a dream wedding! This guy here," he nodded at Mick, "is like a brother to me—the only brother I have. If I can't do something nice for my brother and his new wife, then I don't deserve either one of you. Now order! Emerill Lagasse is a superb chef, so I'm sure anything you choose will be excellent!"
A waiter was immediately at our table and we all ordered—Simone and I selected lunch items, and Josef and Mick chose their favorite Scotch from among the long list of offerings.
Josef leaned over toward me and said a little bit under his breath, "Beth—I think you might be surprised tomorrow—our Mick is actually going to look elegant!" Mick gave him a look that was amused.
"So I usually look that BAD?" he asked his friend.
"He always looks elegant to me!" I laughed. "Except when he's looking totally HOT!" Mick just looked shyly pleased and winked at me.
"Josef is right, though, Beth—you may not recognize me! He's even taking me to a barber for a shave and a haircut!"
"OH NO!" Simone and I both burst out. We looked at each other and started talking at the same time. "You can't let them cut Mick's hair! It's gorgeous!" Simone gushed.
"Hey, Josef," I said shaking my fork at him, "be sure it's just a little shape-up, not a cut! Okay?"
"Hey! I heard you! And if he gets a shave today, he should be appropriately stubbled by tomorrow, ladies, so don't worry—he will be ruggedly handsome for his wedding photos! I guarantee it!"
"Well, that's fine, then," Simone said. "Beth and I are going to the spa for facials and nails, but tomorrow our hair people are coming to the hotel to do us up right!" She smiled and patted my leg. I had never felt so pampered, and I was loving it.
"My gosh! We don't have to go to them? They're coming to US?" It was hitting me little by little how easy everything was when you didn't care how much it cost!
I looked at Mick, whose eyes were penetrating and deep. "I think we owe Josef a HUGE thank you for all of this, Sweetie!" I nodded, truly overwhelmed. My beautiful dress would be delivered tomorrow, along with Simone's, all adjustments made. The flowers were coming to our suite as well, and everything would be flawless and perfect.
"I'm so overwhelmed Josef! That you would do this for us!"
Little did I know--the biggest surprise of all was still coming!
"I suppose you're wondering what the wedding chapel looks like?" Josef asked us. Mick and I kind of shrugged and nodded.
"I'm sure it will be lovely," I said.
"Well, Steve, Wynn, you know, the owner here, has insisted that we be married on his balcony, which is, even as we speak, being decorated for the occasion! I told him to just go ahead, if that's all right with you, Mick—Beth—what do you think? I imagine you'll have a heavily flowered arch, and it will be just like your fairy tale, Beth, since you ARE the princess of the day!"
I was pretty much speechless. Mick nodded at his friend. "Thanks, man. This is really special. I hope I can do something to repay you someday!"
Josef looked him in the eye, then looked at Simone, and said rather seriously, "I think you will!" Mick and I exchanged glances, Simone just smiled, and Josef took another sip of his Scotch.
Simone and I left in the limo and went back to the Wynn, leaving our men to get prepped by the barber. They told us they wouldn't bother us while we had our spa treatments--they were going to the casino when they returned! Simone and I retired to our suites, awaiting our massages, manicures and pedicures, and facials. We chatted about this and that, never getting serious while we were "in treatment!" I actually fell asleep during my hot rock massage! And then again during my facial! Wow! I hadn't known how tired I was!
We stayed up late. We had the fire going in the fireplace and were sipping our wine/ sparkling pear juice, enjoying getting to know each other better. It felt like a slumber party with only two girls! We ordered room service at midnight for a snack. We played around with the sound system, which went out onto the balcony where we had a nice, hot Jacuzzi tub.
"That spa is looking good to me," Simone said after we had polished off quite a bit of the food, and I agreed. We put on suits, grabbed towels and got in. The water was hot, but not so hot you couldn't stay in it for a while. I felt my muscles all relaxing even more, as I let the jets float me on the swirling water.
"Ah, this is great!" I said, sighing and relaxing.
"You said it! After all the packing, and the long day shopping, this is just what we need!"
I laughed. "Yeah, the massages and facials really wore me out!"
We giggled and sank into the bubbles and were silent for a while. There were stars in the sky that were dimmed a bit by all of the lights from the Strip. We had a beautiful view of the valley, looking eastward, and peace settled into my bones, along with eager anticipation for tomorrow. I imagined what Mick would look like dressed up in his finery! And how fun it would be to take that lovely suit off of him! I had to stop myself. I couldn't see him tonight! Ah well! Hopefully I'd sleep. What a day it had been!
I slid out of the water and sat on the rim of the tub for a while. The air was cool with the desert breezes blowing at a good clip. I didn't want to raise my core temperature—it would be bad for the baby, so I was going to sit it out for a while.
Simone seemed in a zone of her own, floating with her eyes closed, head on the rim of the tub, arms out like she was on a cross. She was blissfully quiet. Until she started talking again!
"So, Beth, I have to ask you something," she was talking while floating with her eyes closed, so I couldn't read her face.
"What do you want to know Simone?"
"Are you happy to be pregnant, for one, and how did you GET pregnant for another! I'm just dying to know! Mick can't father children, so what is the happy news about? Did you two do artificial insemination? I'm sorry if I'm prying, but I am an attorney!"
"Ah, no, Simone! That's fine! Of course, you and Josef are the only people we're going to tell until I pass my first trimester." I took a large sip of my drink. "It's pretty much of a miracle, actually." I swirled my pear juice. She climbed out and sat on her side of the tub with her feet dangling in the water. She took a sip of wine and watched me.
I smiled a secret smile and she caught me. "You ARE happy about this, aren't you?" she said sounding a little amazed.
I nodded. "I'm so happy I can hardly stand it! See, vampires can't have babies! I never thought this would happen, and neither did Mick! But he took a substance they call the "cure" several months ago. He wanted to be human again for a while. It was back when we first started dating."
"I remember! Josef said he had to turn Mick back into a vampire so he could save you from that crazy cosmetic surgeon, right?"
"That's right!" I said. "But what neither one of us ever gave a thought to was that when a vampire is human on the "cure," even though it's temporary, they can reproduce—while they are human."
"So you got pregnant back when Mick was a human?"
"Actually, no. That's the miraculous part. I got pregnant about two weeks ago. Mick still had—sperm—I guess! from that time when he was human. Don't ask me HOW—I just know I'm pregnant, and Mick is the only possible father!"
"That is so incredible!" Simone shook her head. "Wow. I wonder what I'd do if Josef asked me to have a baby for him? I don't want children, really—that's why it was fine with me when he and I decided he would turn me. It means I don't have to have any more periods and I won't ever get pregnant! For me, that's just great! Oh—but I'm really happy for you and Mick—I can see how happy he is too! You'll make wonderful parents!"
"Well, thanks! We are pretty excited, although I'm just barely pregnant. I know anything could happen. Nine months is a long time!"
"Oh, and I cannot imagine that! Nine months of getting fatter and fatter! Oh—" she caught herself, "not that you won't look beautiful! I'm sure Mick will think so too!" Simone seemed to realize she was sounding insulting, so she quieted down. "But that really is amazing, Beth. What a story!"
"Yeah, I'm sure we'll be written up in the vampire book of oddities!" We were silent for a few minutes. Simone slipped back into the water, and then so did I. It was a little chilly out in the open air! "So when are you going to have Josef turn you, Simone?"
"Oh, I hope soon! I think we should do it right after you and Mick get back from your honeymoon! I'm eager now that I've decided to go through with it! Just think! No more cooking!"
"Well, yeah, and no more eating!"
"I know. That I might miss, but as it is with most things that are really wonderful, it seems there's a sacrifice too, but I'll be happy. I just know it!"
"You sound ready," I said. "I'm not sure I'd love it, but like you told me once, I'm sure it will come up."
"Well, yeah! It will! I mean, the thing is, he could accidentally turn you any time!" I must have flinched. "Well," she was backtracking again over her last faux pas, "I mean, it could happen sometime down the road! I know Mick wouldn't turn you while you're pregnant!"
"Yes, I'm sure he's going to be really careful," I said, beginning to wonder just how he would be so careful. So far, our sexual encounters had been pretty unrestrained! Oh, well. I could stand it for nine months if he could, but I was wondering just HOW careful he'd have to be. I knew that he said being with him was dangerous, but would he be afraid of me now that I was pregnant? I hoped not! The water was doing its trick--I yawned.
"Are you tired? It's pretty late!" Simone chirped. She didn't seem tired at all!
"Yeah, I'm exhausted! It's been quite a week! I think I'm going to dry off and crawl into that enormous bed! It looks so inviting, and tomorrow's going to be a big day!"
"Oh, I know! It's so exciting! I don't know if Josef and I will ever get married—I suppose we'll talk about that after he turns me. But a wedding is always fun! This is going to be so great! I hope the guys don't stay up all night playing craps! Josef just LOVES the craps table! I guess it's kind of like their bachelor party, so hey, if he and Mick want to try to take money away from Steve Wynn, it's up to them!"
"That's true! I'm sure we'll hear about it tomorrow!"
I hugged Simone. "Good night. This is so fun. I'm really so glad you came along! You're a great bridesmaid—thanks for all the advice today!"
She hugged me back and said, "It was all fun for me, Beth. Thanks so much for asking us to come along on this adventure! You are going to be the most beautiful bride tomorrow! Good-night! Sleep now! We don't want a tired bride!"
Down in the casino, Mick and Josef had taken a break from the craps game. Josef was only ahead by a couple hundred thousand, so it wasn't very exciting at that. Mick had done okay, though! They were in the cigar lounge, enjoying a smoke and more Scotch.
"So tell me more about this incident," Josef said to Mick and listened as Mick filled him in on the attack on Beth and what the mysterious vampire had said to her. He told him about the "list," which had both of their names on it, and explained that some names were crossed out, including Emma and Jackson's names. Josef was concerned.
"What are you going to do about this, buddy? It sounds as though someone is targeting vampires."
"Yeah, I'm going to be away for a couple of weeks, but keep your ears open and let me know if you hear anything."
"I'll try to find out if there's any buzz on this. Just try to remember to charge up your cell phone once in a while—I know you're going to be busy." He cleared his throat in an obvious way.
"Ah, yeah, I plan to be! But I'll charge the phone, DAD!"
"Stop calling me that!" He rolled his eyes and set down his empty tumbler. "I guess maybe we should hit the ice? Don't want to be all worn out for tomorrow's festivities, right?"
"Very right." They both rose. Mick put his hand on Josef's shoulder as they headed for the private elevator. "I just want to thank you again for all of this, Josef. And don't be surprised if I thank you again tomorrow."
"Well, thanks for warning me, but it's definitely my pleasure, bro."
They went up and hit the ice, each in his own tub.
I put on a pair of lacy but comfy skimpy pajamas from home. I brushed out my hair and put on lotion, then sank into the billowy folds of the bed. It was so soft! I wished Mick were here. Even one night without him made me ache with longing, just for the touch of his skin, his breath in my hair. I tossed around a little bit, hoping he was having fun with the flamboyant Mr. Kostan downstairs in the casino. I was pretty sure the boys wouldn't even try to get any sleep tonight! Ah well!
I was feeling kind of hot, probably from the spa, so I got up and opened the double doors to my patio. The cool breeze wafted in and I stood in the doorway for several minutes to cool my skin off.
I left the doors open, enjoying the night air, and climbed back into the giant bed. Despite how comfortable it was, I was having trouble drifting off. My mind wouldn't stop thinking about today! I put my hand on my belly. Our baby. Mick's baby! I wanted so much to talk to him! But I needed to sleep, and how was I going to do that, I wondered! I was trying to count sheep, but kept losing count as my mind wandered around, thinking of all of today's fun, exciting, wonderful moments. I knew I'd never sleep. Great.
I barely felt the covers stir as Mick slipped in behind me. He was very cold, smelled kind of smoky, and had the scent of good Scotch on his breath.
"SHHHHHH! Don't turn around!" he whispered loudly. "Don't look at me! It's our wedding day!" I smiled and grabbed the hand he had on my belly.
"Did you come across the hall naked?" I whispered, imagining that picture and grinning!
"No, I wore a robe, and it's on the floor. You, however, are in clothing!" he said, acting surprised.
"It's not like I expected you! You're the one who made these rules! We were supposed to sleep alone tonight!" I snuggled back into his cool embrace, noticing that even with my skimpy pajamas on, I could still feel every hard muscle and contour of his body pressed up behind me.
"I couldn't stand not being with you! It's our first night together after finding out we're going to have a baby." He nuzzled into my neck and kissed me. "Ah, Beth. I'm so happy that I can't remember when I was so happy!"
I giggled as he kissed me, tickling me on my neck with his lips and his breath. I put his hand over the spot where I thought our baby would be. He rubbed my stomach lightly.
"I know, Mick, I still can't believe it's true. I'm so glad you're here," I whispered, squeezing his hand. "I don't think I'll be able to sleep at all tonight. I'm too hyped from the day!"
"Let me see if I can help you—just remember--don't turn around and look at me!"
"Ah, my 'old world Mick.'" I sighed, then became aware of him sliding his arm up under my top.
"I know your breasts are sore—I'll be careful," he said as he very lightly caressed them, rubbing his thumb on my nipples, making them hard. "Ah, Beth, you feel so beautiful."
"Mmmmmmmm. You feel me so beautifully!" I sighed. I was feeling really aroused just from his touching my breasts and kissing my neck. Then his hand went the other direction, into my panties. "Ohhhhhh! Mick—you can't do this! I want you too much!" He was caressing me in such a way that I was starting to wiggle like a worm on a hook. I pressed against his probing hand. "Ahhhhhh. Ohhhh." I was suddenly distracted and very, very hot.
"I love the sounds you make when I love you," he whispered. "I want to hear more." He began pulling down my panties, and in a second they were off.
"Oh, Mick! This is never going to help me sleep. I'm going to be lying here all hot and wanting you! I can't even kiss you!-- OH! Omigosh!" My breath caught in my throat as I felt his fingers sliding between my legs, feeling me from behind, his long finger coming up and around me, touching my hot, wet, swollen flesh. He only rubbed me there for a minute before I felt the waves of pleasure shooting through me, and I arched my back as the waves rolled along, carrying me with them. I was sighing out loudly, enjoying the orgasm sweeping through me just as one of his other fingers plunged inside of me. "AHHHHHHH! Oh, Mick!" I writhed as his fingers did their magic and I was released from the huge build-up of want. I sighed, wriggled, panted and pushed hard against his probing fingers. I realized this was exactly what I needed--this amazing man had given me the best sleeping pill in the world in just a few minutes! I rocked against his hand until the spasms ceased and I lay still in my state of wonder at how easily he manipulated me to the sublime.
Then I felt both of his hands on my hips, pulling me back until he had me lined up to receive him. He slid inside of me easily, filling me, filling me, all the way in. "Oh, GOD!" I said, not even able to think, letting my body take over for my brain as I bumped my bottom against him and he held my hips firmly, pushing inside of me over and over again. I sighed and gasped into the cool sheets as I gripped the fabric until my knuckles were white.
He plunged gently but firmly, not stopping, not talking, just keeping the pace until both of us felt the waves of pleasure coming over us. He grabbed me then with both arms around my body and held me close to him against his chest as his release triggered mine and we both sighed and moaned, bound so closely, yet not looking at each other, not kissing, just enjoying the touching and holding, the glorious joining as we found ourselves speaking once again to each other in the language which needed no words, one completely unique to us, one that only our bodies could communicate. When the waves stopped coming and he held me close, my back against him, both of us breathing hard, he kissed my ear and whispered to me.
"Maybe now you'll sleep, Beth, my love."
"Mick—Oh, Mick! Oh--" He got us settled into a nice spooning position, his hand on my tummy.
When I could speak again, I said softly, "Keep a firm hand on our baby now. I need to sleep." I felt myself slipping into unconscious bliss in the arms of my lover, who had come to save me from a night of no sleep.
"Honey, that's why I'm here—I wanted to babysit so you could get some rest." He kissed the back of my head and pulled me closer yet.
I fell asleep smiling.