Chapter 32

"Do NOT go in there unless you really want to be sick," Kim warned Lana a few months later. Lana was starting to show a little, but her sick spells were less then they had been during her early stages of pregnancy.

"Should I ask why?" she wondered.

"Let's just say your baby's daddy decided to try and pull a sleeping beauty on Brian this morning. PL thought it'd be funny to wake him up with a shock, so he lined it up and leaned in, to where are lips were about an inch apart. Anyway, it kind of backfired because Brian was awake, grabbed PL, and planted a huge wet one on him."

Lana let out a howl of laughter. "And that's supposed to make me sick?"

"Well,I was about ready to puke and I'm not even pregnant. I think I will never see either of those guys the same way again."

"Oh, Kim. Those two are always pulling crazy things. I'd be shocked if they hadn't been making out long before this. Besides, if he and Brian are molesting each other, Paul's leaving me alone."

"You mean you don't mind that nasty stuff?"

"Of course not; I see it for what it is. And what is that God awful noise?"

"Brian singing in the shower. Sounds more like cats mating if you ask me. I'm surprised PL hasn't joined him in there after what I just witnessed." Kim gave off a shudder.

"And here I thought nothing surprised you about Bri after working for him for a year and a half."

"I thought so too, until I saw that. I know he's made a lot of homo jokes and references, but Jesus!"

"I'm sure they'll invite both of us to the wedding," Lana kidded.

"You are one sick, sick person," Kim managed to chuckle.

"Must be all of these pregnancy hormones. I've been very weird these days."

"Well, at least you aren't like most women and either bawling your eyes out or biting PL's head off."

"I beg to differ on the head biting part," Lana replied. "Actually, I was about to deck him once for making a comment about my boobs being bigger than normal."

"Now that would have been a sight to see," Kim nodded. "A two hundred pound man a shade under six feet tall being clobbered by a five foot two pregnant woman. Of course, we all PL's a boob man anyway, so I'm not surprised by the comment."

"It wasn't as much the comment as it was him grabbing them. It hurt.It's bad enough my ass is starting to spread without being reminded of my chest expanding too."

"Probably a lot of stuff hurting now, huh?"

"A little here and there; that and me having to pee every twenty minutes."

"The joy of impending motherhood."

"Yeah. It's kind of funny, Kim; there was a time I tried so hard to have kids and it never happened. And then a couple of times too many with the king of romance back there, and now look at me."

"Well, be thankful it isn't Spanky's. The thought of that thing's DNA being spread around is a scary thought in itself. Then again, you wouldn't have to be so concerned about your ass getting bigger then, because the boy has bad it for butts. I swear the little shit was checking mine out the other day when he wasn't making jokes about tapping PL's."

"He may could have been," Lana smiled again. "I really don't see why—"

"Oh dear Christ, not you too! Have I not said before that am not thathard up for a guy?"

"The way you two go back and forth, you could have fooled any of the rest of us around you."

"Anyway," Kim cleared her throat and changed the subject, "any idea on what you're having?"

"I go for my ultrasound on Tuesday when we get back home," Lana nodded. "Frankly, though, I don't think I want to know the sex. It kind of ruins the element of surprise, you know?"

"Yeah," Kim agreed. "Plus it keeps Daddy guessing too."

"Motherfucker!" they heard Paul yell from the back. "God damn you, Brian!"

"What?"Brian asked back.

"Oh dear God, now what?" Lana groaned.

"Do we really want to know after what I just saw this morning?" Kim wondered.

"All right, what is going on back there?" Lana asked louder.

"It isn't bad enough fucking Brian left hair in the drain, he used my damn soap! Gross!"

"I forgot to clean the drain, okay?" Brian whined. "Crucify me, why don't you, PL?"

"And to think this is coming from someone who played tonsil hockey with Bri earlier," Lana responded.

"Very funny, Lana. Just bring me another bar of soap and save the fucking commentary, will you?" Paul asked. "And I swear to Christ, dude, you use my soap again, I've shoving it up your ass!"

"Wow, PL, I knew you were a freak, but shoving soap up my ass? Damn," Brian teased, laughing.

Lana rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Please pray that this baby is a girl," she finally said, heading toward the bathroom with the soap. "I don't think I could handle two males with the same DNA in one house."

"I hear you there," Kim agreed. "Dealing with two with separate DNA's is bad enough."