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Not mine.
Warning: Smut.
"Hey there, white girl." Lula said after I knocked on her door.
"Hey, I hear you're having a rough time."
She moved aside for me to come in. "Yeah. Tank wants to help, but he knows he has to wait it out."
I nodded sympathetically.
"So I hear that you had an appointment today. You got pictures? Cause I got mine."
We pulled out our sonograms and fawned over them.
"I can't wait to find out what I'm having." Lula said over lunch.
"Me either. Do you know which one you'd want?"
"A girl so I can be the mom that mine never was. What about you?"
"I think I'd like a boy, but I'd be happy with either sex as long as they were healthy." I said, rubbing my stomach.
"It's all so real, now, white girl. We're having babies."
I nodded and smiled at her. "Yup, we are."
"Connie should get pregnant."
"What?" I looked at her like she was nuts.
"Yeah, that'd be great." She said. "The entire bonds office girls pregnant?"
"I'd don't think Connie would go for it."
"You're right. Any man has to go past the Family."
I shivered. Connie's family can be pretty scary. I looked around the room. "Hey, are you moving?"
She nodded excitedly. "I'm moving in with Tank. He doesn't want me to be too far away from him."
Ever since I found out that Tank had taken in three cats, seeing him acting like an old softie doesn't surprise me. "That's great Lula. I'm glad you're happy."
"I am." She smiled the biggest smile I've ever seen on her.
"Hey Carlos." I said when he entered the front door. I was parked in front of the tv, taking it easy.
He came over and kissed my hair. "Hey yourself."
"Ella brought over dinner."
"Great." He called from the kitchen. He brought back two bottles of water and plates of spaghetti. "What are we watching?"
"A Baby Story."
He nodded and started to watch as the woman in labor began to push. I never thought I'd see the day where Carlos would actually pale.
"Is she…?"
"Giving birth? Yep." I said calmly. This was my fourth episode and it was slowly growing on me. I could actually watch it without crossing my legs and wincing.
Carlos paled a little more. "That looks like it hurts."
"Well that big bowling ball head has to come out ten centimeters, so yeah, I'd say it hurts."
"How can you be so calm?!" He asked. "It's coming out your vagina."
"I decided I'm going to be so doped up on an epidural I won't remember that you're my husband."
He looked at me for a moment, and then turned back to the tv. When they showed the baby before she had been cleaned up, he paused and gently placed his plate on the coffee table.
I smiled internally and crawled up on his lap. "Having second thoughts?"
"I didn't realize…" He swallowed.
"Aw, is my big, bad mercenary scared of childbirth?"
"Babe, that was like Alien giving birth in any of the Alien movies." He shuddered. "She was…ugh."
"That's the blood."
He raised an eyebrow.
"I've watched an episode or two."
He put his hands on my hips. "Wow." He said.
"Is that all you can say?"
"Babe, I knew you were a strong woman, but I have a new appreciation for the female race."
I nodded. I did too. I guess you don't realize how hard childbirth is until you go through it yourself.
He kissed me gently. "Thank you." He said.
"For what?"
"For giving birth to our child. I can't imagine the pain you're going to go through."
I shrugged. "At least I get to hold it over them until I die."
He smiled. "You never disappoint."
"Hey Carlos, can I talk to you for a moment?" I asked as the morning meeting came to a close. The guys took one look at us and snickered.
"Try not to be so loud." Lester said.
"Does everyone think we have sex all the time?" I screamed in anger. They guys looked at one another, then nodded. I rolled my eyes. Carlos smiled and walked me into his office.
"What's up, Steph?" He asked as he sat down.
"Do we have sex all the time?"
"Is this what you wanted to ask me?"
"No, but do we?"
He smiled. "Babe."
"Do we have too much? Do you want to do it more?"
He grabbed me and pulled me down to his lap. "We have just enough."
"You don't want more?"
"A man never says no to sex. Especially with his beautiful, sexy wife. But if she's not in the mood then he's okay with that."
"Really?"
He nuzzled my neck. "Really."
"Good. Cause I'm horny. NOW."
"Hormone surge?"
"Are you complaining?" I asked, untying the belt of my wrap around dress and revealing my sexy new underwear and thigh highs.
"Never, babe." He unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants, revealing how much he wasn't complaining. I removed my thong and sat back down on his lap, letting him sink into me.
"Christ." He whispered into my hair. I started to move my hips in a circular motion as Carlos moved his hands to my butt cheeks and giving them a gentle squeeze. I moaned and started to move faster. He furiously rubbed my clit and I fell over the edge, huskily moaning his name.
"Ugh, I feel like a mess now." I said with my head on his shoulder.
"You look dead sexy right now." He said.
"I look like I just screwed my husband in his office chair."
He smiled and tucked a curl behind my ear. "That's because you did."
I rolled my eyes. "Not the point."
"Then let me take your mind off of it."
"Honey, I'm not ready for more."
He chuckled. "Not that. Maybe later."
"Hmm," I said, nuzzling his neck. "What then?"
After pulling us both off the chair, he pulled his pants back on, I tied my dress up and he reached for my hand. "Come with me."
"Where are we going?" I asked as he led me to a door right next to his.
"Here," he said, handing me a key. "Open it."
Curious, I opened the door. "Oh, my…"
"It's for you."
"My own office?"
"Yep." He looked smug.
"Why?"
"Because you're head of research."
"I'm what?"
"Head of research." He said slower.
"What?"
"Babe, do you really want me to say it again?"
"Fine," I huffed. "What do I do?"
"Research, sit in on client meetings. Meet with the homeowners when they have questions."
"Why?"
"Because you have the best instincts I've seen in a while."
"That and I'm pregnant, right?"
"Babe…"
"I know," I sighed. "One wrong move and its bye, bye baby and we're trying again. I don't like it, but I won't risk my baby's life."
He kissed my hair. "Not to mention yours."
"As far as I'm concerned, the baby comes first."
"That's why you have me. To put you first."
"Then who puts you first?"
He shrugged. "I don't need to be first. As long as I've got you, it's all I need."
I smiled at him, and then took a look around my new office. It was slightly smaller than Carlos's, but didn't have any furniture.
"I wanted to wait for you to pick it out. Give your space your own touch."
I turned and looked at him. "You would never do this for one of the guys."
"True, but none of them are my wife."
I sighed playfully. "You spoil me so."
"Because you spoil me." He said, nuzzling the skin behind my ear and pulling me against his oh so hard body.
"How do I do that?"
"You just did."
"But we just…ohhhh." I blushed. "Want me to spoil you again?"
He smiled. "Meet you up on seven in five?"
"It's a date."
