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Chapter 19

Mike's POV

"Are you sure you want to help me with this?" I asked, concerned. I didn't want her to overexert herself in her fragile condition.

"Yes. I want to help," Lucy told me, holding her hands on her hips.

"I just don't want you to put our babies in danger," I explained. "Maybe you would like to go baby shopping or even wedding shopping with my mom."

"The wedding is under control. My Mom is taking care of the dress and she also said she would fix the food for the reception as well," Lucy explained.

"What about the babies?" I asked. "They are going to need clothes and diapers and all that other stuff babies' need."

"Mike, we still have plenty of time to get stuff for the babies. We haven't even had the baby shower yet. I figured we would wait until then that way we have a better idea of what we need to buy ourselves," Lucy explained. She did make sense. "Look I'm not going to hurt myself or the babies. I'm pregnant, not helpless."

"Okay, okay. No way are you moving any furniture though," I gave in. I opened the paint and poured the contents into our paint pan.

"There's no furniture in here," Lucy raised and eyebrow at me.

"I meant the furniture in my room," I answered.

"Oh. Well how are you going to move it by yourself?" Lucy asked.

"I'm not," I explained. "Robbie's going to come over and help me move my furniture away from the wall so we can paint."

"Well then where are you going to sleep tonight?" Lucy smirked.

"The other guest bedroom," I smirked. "Why do you want to join me?"

"MIKE!" Lucy hit me playfully.

"I'm sorry, but you set yourself up for that one," I told her, smiling.

"Yeah, I kind of did," Lucy answered as I stuck the roller in the paint.

"Are you sure yellow is the color you want?" I asked. I really didn't care for yellow, but I was willing to give her anything she wanted.

"I'm sure," she stuck her own roller into the paint. "Yellow is a neutral color."

"So is green," I rolled the paint onto the wall.

"I don't like green very much," rolling her own paint onto the wall.

"What about red?"

"I don't think red is a very baby friendly color," Lucy answered. It probably wasn't. What did I know?

"We could have put up wall paper you know," I suggested. "Duckies maybe."

"You can put up wall paper?" Lucy asked.

"No, I thought that was your thing. Home repair, I mean." I looked at her.

"I didn't say I couldn't have put it up. I was just wondering of you knew so you could help me." Lucy explained.

"Well, no. I'm sure I would have figured it out eventually." I answered moving on to another wall.

"Well then maybe the next time we get pregnant, we'll go that route." Lucy suggested.

"The next time?" I asked. "And when do you think that will be?"

"I don't know," Lucy smirked. "A couple of years. Maybe after we graduate from college."

I nodded. "That sounds good. How many babies do you want us to have?"

"I don't know for sure. I've always wanted a big family like my parents," Lucy answered.

"I want a big family too. I always wished that I had brothers and sisters, but I never got them. You are so lucky to have so many." I answered. Would at least one brother have been too much to ask from my parents?
"I am lucky, aren't I?" Lucy smiled. "What about five?"

"Sounds reasonable," I answered turning to face her, accidently rolling paint on her clothes. "Whoops," I snickered.

"You did that on purpose," she yelled at me. God she is so cute when she is angry.

"No I didn't. It was still funny though," I smiled.

"Oh yeah, well see how funny this is," Lucy grabbed a brush and dipped it in the paint before lightly slapping my face with the brush.

"You'll pay for that," I grinned grabbing a brush of my own and flinging paint at her. Good thing I remembered to lay down the drop cloth before we started.

We continued flinging paint at one another until we were in a fit of giggles. I managed to pull her close and wiggle her brush away from her. I kissed her slowly as I dropped the brushes to the ground. Who knew a paint fight could be so arousing. I slowly lowered Lucy to the ground before slowly making love to her. Afterwards, we laid cuddled together on the drop cloth.

"Wow," Lucy smiled up at me. "I didn't know painting could be so fun."

"Neither did I," I kissed her again. "I love you."

"I love you too." She kissed me again.

"We had better get dressed." I told her. "Robbie should be here any…."

"Hey guys, Mrs. Pierce said I could come on…" Robbie told us opening the door. "Oh my God!" Robbie shut the door quickly.

"Minute," I finished my earlier thought.

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