The warm light filtered through the drawn curtains of the bedroom. It was still early and the light was fairly faint. However, it was enough for Edgar to find annoying and cause him to roll away from the light. Turning onto his side he found himself snuggled up against Samantha's back. In his sleepy state he moved her towards him, pulling her butt flush against his groin, her warm body fit perfectly against him. During the night Samantha's nightgown had gotten bunched around her waist leaving her thighs and bottom completely exposed. Edgar's hands slipped around her waist casually caressing her stomach before moving up to her breasts. The nightgown was loose and he was easily able to slip his hands into the top and caress her soft nipples. Samantha was convinced she was having a wonderful dream, one that she absolutely did not want to wake up from. She ground her body against Edgar's loving the warm strength of him. His lips found the side of her neck and nibbled at it. The feeling was enough to wake her from her dream and realize what was happening was real.
"Good Morning" said Samantha her voice purring.
"Morning beautiful" said Edgar nibbling on her ear.
He turned her in his arms and was immediately accosted by her tummy. Instead of backing away Edgar moved himself down to kiss it. His stubble tickled her and she started to squirm.
"Now now" said Edgar his hand gently holding her down.
He moved south pulling her underwear down and off of her. He smiled at her perfectly trimmed patch of hair. Samantha realized what he was going to do and spread her legs in invitation. Edgar saw her movement and didn't waste a moment. He licked and sucked her until she was thrashing wildly on the bed.
"Please Edgar, I want you in me" she said breathlessly.
Edgar moved back and before he had a chance to ask the best way to accomplish her request, Samantha was up on her knees facing away from him. He pulled down his boxers, lined up and sunk home.
"Oh my God, you are so tight" moaned Edgar.
"Thank you" said Samantha squeezing her inner muscles.
Edgar moaned again and his hands dug reflexively into Samantha's hips. The passion in the room seemed to take on a life of it's own. It completely wrapped around the pair pulling them closer both physically and emotionally. As they reached orgasm together both felt a profound sense of happiness. Samantha felt the trickle of what she thought was sweat dripping onto her back, however when she looked back through her own watery eyes she saw that Edgar was crying too. Edgar laid down next to her helping to cover her with the light sheet. The baby was kicking hard and the movement could easily be seen on her naked belly. Edgar laid his hands on her pushing back where the baby kicked, it was a game for both of them. Samantha watched them for little while before she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. Edgar followed her into dreamland a little while later.
Hours later the smell of bacon woke Edgar from his slumber. His eyes cracked open and as he glanced at the empty spot next to him. He supposed he shouldn't have been surprised that she was up and cooking, but he wished she would have woken him up before she got up. As he walked into the kitchen he saw that Samantha was still dressed in her nightgown and was putting the finishing touches on a huge sandwich.
"What's cooking good looking?" asked Edgar.
"A bacon, lettuce, tomato and avocado sandwich with extra mayo" said Samantha.
"I'm impressed I even had all those things" said Edgar.
"Me too, but you get extra points for making a pregnant girls day" said Samantha.
She stood on tiptoe and pressed a kiss into Edgar's cheek. His arms encircled her and pressed his lips to hers. Just as he deepens the kiss Samantha pulls away.
"Sorry, but I need to eat" she explained.
"Roger" said Edgar. "Sig told me about your amazing sandwich eating abilities."
"Well now you can watch it live and in person" said Samantha.
She walked over to the dinning room table and quickly started devouring her food. Edgar grabbed a coke from the fridge and sat down across from Samantha to watch her eat.
"You can make yourself a sandwich" said Samantha. "Because if you are expecting me to give you some of mine it's absolutely not going to happen."
Edgar shook his head and got up to make himself a sandwich. When the meal was finished and the dishes were in the sink both Edgar and Samantha decided to get dressed for the day.
Edgar followed Samantha around the farmers market with a handful of bags. She'd insisted that she wanted to go shopping. Edgar had already been dragged to a baby clothes store and another clothes store where Samantha bought herself a very cute dress for the fourth of July party on the boat. Samantha insisted on making a delicious for dinner for just the two of them and that required a trip to the green market. Edgar loped along behind her watching her smiling excitedly at the vendors, asking questions about the produce. She would pick up and smell each item she touched. Her enthusiasm was almost contagious. Edgar struggled to carry all the bags to the truck. Samantha did her part carrying a few of the lighter bags. Edgar stowed the bags in the bed before helping Samantha into the truck.
"So how much food are you planning to make?" asked Edgar.
"I was thinking maybe a caprice salad with the fresh milk mozzarella, then maybe some pesto chicken and some yummy fruit for dessert" said Samantha. "However, I suppose it could change once I get all this stuff home."
Edgar smiled to himself at the way Samantha said home. By the time Edgar had climbed into the driver seat Samantha was already eating her second apple.
"Can I have a bite or are you not sharing?" asked Edgar.
Samantha held the apple up to his mouth allowing him to take a bite.
"Wow, that's awesome" said Edgar. "How many did you buy?"
"Three" said Samantha.
"You should have gotten more" said Edgar.
"She only had three left. We can come earlier next week and see if we can buy more. They would make an amazing apple pie" said Samantha.
"Are you planning on staying?" asked Edgar.
"I wasn't really sure what to expect when I agreed to come up here. Sig was less then forthcoming about your state of mind and where we stood with each other. I honestly expected you to still be with your girlfriend and I agreed to come up only so you could see that I was pregnant. Norman said it would be helpful to snap you out of your depression" explained Samantha.
"How do you feel now?" asked Edgar.
"I want to stay. I love you" said Samantha softly.
"I love you too. I never stopped loving you" said Edgar.
He leaned over and kissed Samantha softly on the lips. Samantha pulled back and took a bite of the apple.
"Lets go home" said Samantha her voice full of promise.
Halfway through the drive home Samantha started to squirm. Edgar noticed and patiently waited for her to tell him what's wrong.
"I need to go to the bathroom. Now!" said Samantha.
"Ok, we can stop at Sig's house, he lives right around the corner" said Edgar.
He pulled off the highway and quickly drove through the suburban streets up to Sig's house. Samantha was out of the car before it was even stopped, scurrying up to Sig's front door. She was delighted to find the door unlocked and burst through it into the foyer.
"Hi Sig, which way to the bathroom?" she called as she hedged her bet and headed left.
"Hi Antha, this is a pleasant surprise" said Norman.
"Bathroom" repeated Samantha her voice desperate.
"Right through there" said Norman pointing to the hallway.
Samantha made it just in time and breathed a huge sigh of relief. She washed her hands and exited the bathroom. Norman was waiting just outside the door and smiled in relief as Samantha appeared.
"Everything come out ok?" he asked.
"Fine. Thanks for showing me the way. I'd hate to leave a puddle on Sig's carpet" said Samantha.
"There has definitely been worse on this carpet" said Norman.
"How do you know?" asked Samantha.
"Because we all grew up in this house" explained Norman.
"Oh" said Samantha in surprise.
Her eyes scanned the house, it was decorated in such modern colors and furnishings that she would have never imagined the Hansen brothers lived here 30 years ago.
"Sig has painted it and put in the new carpet. We use to have a lovely green shag in the living room" said Norman.
"How could he take that out? I'm sure it was really a sight to see" said Samantha.
Norman led her through the house stopping when they arrived in the kitchen.
"Antha, can I get you something to drink?" asked Norman.
"Sure, some water would be great" said Samantha.
Samantha's eyes scanned the kitchen and noticed a bowl of chocolates on the counter. She stepped closer and picked up one of the chocolate bars examining the packaging.
"Antha, if you are going to eat one of those you better finish it completely and throw the wrapper away before Sig sees you" said Norman.
"He wouldn't deny a pregnant woman a piece of chocolate" said Samantha.
"He would, trust me" said Norman.
Samantha picked up one of the chocolate bars and walked over to the counter and sat down on one of the stools. Norman set down the glass of water in front of her before pulling himself up onto the counter.
"Does Sig allowed you to sit on his counters?" asked Samantha.
"I've always sat on the counter, you're sitting in Edgar's seat and Sig always sat at the table" said Norman.
"Norman, get the hell off the counter" said Sig as he breezed into the kitchen.
Edgar appeared a minute later carrying in the bags of groceries.
"Sig, can I please have one of these chocolate bars?" asked Samantha.
Sig turned slowly and looked down at the candy in her hand. He then turned back and inspected his bowl.
"That's my last one" said Sig.
"Oh, ok" said Samantha sliding the candy bar away from her.
"For fuck's sake Sig, give the pregnant lady the candy" said Norman. "You can always buy more."
"They're from Norway" said Sig.
"And have all our relatives that live there suddenly died?" asked Norman.
"Fine. Antha you can eat it" said Sig grumpily.
"My God, this must be the best chocolate bar ever" said Samantha.
She unwrapped the chocolate bar and took a small bite. Her eyes closed as the treat melted on her tongue, all three Hansen brothers noticed the look on her face.
"Sig, this is the best chocolate I've ever had" said Samantha.
"I can tell" said Sig.
Samantha sat quietly at the counter her eyes closed in blissful enjoyment of the chocolate. When she was all finished her reopened her eyes and noticed that everyone was still staring at her.
"What?" she asked in confusion.
"I've never seen anyone enjoy chocolate so much" said Norman.
"How do you know Sig doesn't look like this every time he eats it" countered Samantha.
"Wow, that is a very disturbing image" said Norman. "I need to go scrub my brain out."
"Antha, you can help yourself to my chocolate anytime" said Sig.
"Well, what are you going to say?" said Samantha to Edgar.
"I just want to say that I've seen that look before without chocolate" said Edgar smugly.
Samantha rolled her eyes and finished up her chocolate.
"Why are the grocery bags in here?" asked Samantha.
"I was hoping you'd be willing to join Norman and me for dinner" said Sig.
"Oh, sure" said Samantha.
"I brought the food inside incase you had something in particular in mind" said Edgar.
"We can make whatever you want" said Norman.
"Within reason" finished Sig.
"So if I wanted something like shaved fennel salad with dill and lemon? You could make that for me" said Samantha.
"Um, I guess. But we'd probably need a little bit of clarification on how exactly we would go about making it" said Norman.
Samantha smiled and shook her head.
"I'll happily eat whatever you cook for me. I have no special requests at this time" said Samantha.
Edgar led Samantha into the living room and helped her into a very cushy recliner. The moment she sunk into the soft material her eyes became heavy and a few minutes later she was fast asleep. Edgar returned to the kitchen to help his brothers with dinner.
Samantha sat at the table watching the three Hansen brothers fuss over the final dinner details. She'd never seen them work so closely together, on the boat Sig was always separated from the younger two brothers. Here in the kitchen they helped each other grudgingly often purposely taking a moment to complete the request of another. They didn't look like the professionals that ran a multimillion dollar fishing business, instead they looked like bratty brothers fighting and teasing each other. It wasn't hard to imagine their mother looking upon this exact same scene 30 years earlier.
"Come on Edgar, just move" said Sig.
"I'm in the middle of doing something, go around the other way" replied Edgar.
Samantha was hungry and starting to get grumpy. She realized that the brothers were going to fight rather than cook and if she wanted to eat she was going to have to step in.
"What can I do to help?" asked Samantha.
All three brothers looked over at her surprised to see her awake and watching them.
"You don't need to help" said Sig.
"I do, because I see this is going to disintegrate into some sort of bizarre food fight if I don't. I''m hungry and you never want to make a pregnant woman wait to get something to eat" said Samantha.
"Roger" said Norman.
Edgar and Sig both looked at him before nodding their agreement. Samantha moved into the kitchen and got to work. Before long dinner was on the table and everyone was ready to dig in. Sig said a short prayer blessing the food and then it was a scramble of hands grabbing at the food all at once.
"I imagine that your mom had her hands full with all of you" said Samantha.
"She did" said Sig.
The rest of the meal was spent reminiscing about how horrible the guys were when they were kids. Samantha listened with rapt attention and the guys fed off each other as they told their stories. She heard all about Sig as the abusive older brother, Norman as the hot headed middle child and Edgar as the spoiled baby of the family.
"So do you hope you are going to have an Edgar or a Sig?" asked Norman.
"What about a Norman?" asked Samantha.
"You can't have a Norman without one or the other" replied Norman.
"I'm hoping to have a nice well behaved little boy" said Samantha.
"Good luck with that. That kid is half Hansen, he's going to be a terror" said Sig.
Samantha just sighed and helped herself to another serving of food.
The dock of the Northwestern was decked out with tables and chairs, it looked more like a pleasure ferry than a working crab boat. The caterers hurried around the deck placing centerpieces and silverware. Sig sat in the wheelhouse, with Norman, pacing with excitement. Norman watched his older brother looking very wary.
"Sig, I think it's a bad idea" said Norman.
"I disagree. They wanted to get married on the boat before, what's changed?" asked Sig.
"Well for starters you basically forced Edgar to choose you over Samantha, then she left and didn't see him for another 8 months. She went through almost an entire pregnancy by herself. Edgar slipped into a self destructive depression. And they've just started getting to know each other again a few days ago" said Norman.
"But besides that, it's a good idea. I think they will be surprised" said Sig.
"You shouldn't surprise a pregnant woman" said Norman.
"Says who? It's a great idea" said Sig.
"Says anyone with half a brain" said Norman. "At least tell Edgar, so he can hint to her or something."
"I want it to be a surprise for Edgar too. You know it will show him that I approve" said Sig.
"I don't think Edgar gives a flying fuck about your approval" said Norman.
Sig glared at Norman then returned to pacing.
"Hey, I don't mean to interrupt your exercise but they're here" said Norman.
Sig stopped pacing and glanced out the window. Sure enough coming up the dock was Edgar and Samantha. She was wearing a beautiful summer dress and Edgar was wearing a casual collared shirt and khakis.
"They look good enough to get married" muttered Sig.
Norman rolled his eyes in response and headed down to warn Samantha about Sig's surprise. Before he got halfway across the wheelhouse Sig's voice stopped him in his tracks.
"Don't you dare tell them. It's a surprise and I want it to stay that way" said Sig warningly.
Norman sighed and continued walking. He knew he wouldn't say anything specifically but he hoped Edgar and Samantha were in the mood for a quick game of charades.
"Hey Norman" said Samantha as Edgar helped her down onto the deck.
"How are you doing?" asked Norman.
"I'm good. I've been having fun with Edgar, getting my feet massaged every day" said Samantha.
"That's good. I'm glad Edgar's been treating you well" said Norman.
"What's up with you" said Edgar. "You seem nervous."
"I am, but I'm sworn to secrecy" said Norman conspiratorially.
A smile spread across Edgar's face and he slipped a hand onto Samantha's arm and led her towards the bow shelter.
"What's going on?" asked Samantha warily.
"Charades" said Edgar.
"What?" said Samantha in confusion.
"When we were younger and someone couldn't tell a secret we'd always guess by playing charades" said Edgar.
Samantha sat down between two steel pipes and Edgar stood next to her. Once they were settled Norman held up 5 fingers.
"Ok, 5 words" said Edgar.
Norman held up his index finger.
"First word" said Edgar.
Samantha just smiled and watched as the brothers played the game. Norman pointed to the wheelhouse.
"The boat" guessed Edgar causing Norman to shake his head.
"Sig" he guessed again.
Norman nodded enthusiastically. Next he held up 4 fingers.
"Fourth word" said Edgar.
Norman held his hands together and walked one step then another in a slow march. Edgar stared at him, completely at a loss as to what Norman was showing him.
"Walking?" guessed Edgar.
Norman shook his head, then waved his arms to negate his first attempt. He then pointed to Edgar and Samantha then pointed to his ring finger.
"Holding hands?" guessed Edgar.
Norman shook his head again, this time more forcefully. Before he could begin acting out his next hint Samantha's eyes widened. Norman looked at her anxiously, hoping she'd just figured out his clues. However, a voice from behind him told him that was not the case.
"What's going on here" said Sig.
Edgar and Norman both looked like kids caught red handed.
"Well" prompted Sig.
"Nothing" mumbled Edgar.
"It doesn't look like nothing, it looks like a game of charades" said Sig menacingly.
"Who's driving the boat?" asked Samantha suddenly.
"I'll go" said Norman all but sprinting up the wheelhouse.
Before Sig could even react he was gone.
"What the hell. We are in port, no one needs to drive the boat" snapped Sig.
"Oh sorry" said Samantha looking anything but apologetic.
"What did he tell you?" demanded Sig.
"Nothing" said Edgar dejectedly.
Sig seemed to search Edgar's face for a moment before nodding once. He walked over to Samantha and gave her a tender kiss on the forehead before heading back inside.
"That was weird" said Samantha.
"Did you understand what Norman was trying to say?" asked Edgar.
"No idea" said Samantha.
"I guess we'll find out sooner or later" said Edgar with a shrug.
With that Samantha and Edgar went inside to wait for everyone else to arrive.