Chapter 64
"Do you have any idea what you're asking me to do? Turn the situation around for a minute and feel what I'm feeling right now," AJ begged, staring into her beautiful eyes.
A single tear crept down her cheek, "I only know that it will be worse if we marry and then I die."
"Darlin', it could never be worse. I'm never going to love you any less because we're not married, only hurt that we missed too many shared moments," he replied wiping the tear from her cheek and replacing it with a kiss.
"We can share anything you want, Albert. But if that's not enough for you, then maybe you should go now. I'll call Krystal and Tom and tell them I was just not up to dinner."
"Will you at least agree to be my fiancée until after the transplant, then we'll get married?" asked a frustrated AJ.
"Till after the doctor says the transplant was a success, then yes."
"I guess I can live with that, because I know you're going to make it Darlin'," he said before kissing her gently.
"Then we're engaged!" she smiled.
"You bet and I'll get you a ring just as soon as I can find one that will match the beauty of my bride to be."
"It doesn't have to be much, Albert. I'm a simple person. Now please let me take care of your hands."
"Alright, Darlin', but they aren't hurt bad. Just a little banged up," he grinned having gotten her to agree to marry him. "Just be gentle, and when you're done kiss it and make it better.
"This is tea tree oil and shouldn't sting at all, you big baby!" she said dabbing the oil on his hands after he had washed them. "There, that will act as an antibiotic and aid in healing too," she told him as she finished and then kissed them for good measure. "We should probably be going soon...the babies and I are starving."
"They're not the only ones, after that fight and moving I could use something to get me going too," he winked at her thinking about later that night after the dinner when they were back at her place.
"Wonderful let's go feed this crew," she said running her hands over the belly.
"Nice shirt, can the father wear one to?" he asked grinning. "Surely there must be one for the father,
after all, there would be no construction without my help."
"Funny I don't remember much help on this one, Albert!" Krista giggled, thinking she had the perfect shirt in mind for him!
"Oh well, the poor father feels left out of everything. The baby shower, the delivery and those first few precious moments with the baby," he sighed pulling on her shirt. "Now we're even left out of the clothing."
"Albert, there is no reason you can't be with me for the delivery! It will be here in that tub you love so much!"
"WHAT! You're having our babies in a bathtub?" he looked at her like she had lost her mind. "You have got to be kidding."
"Nope, that is why I had the bathroom remodeled when I found out I was pregnant. The midwife will come as soon as I call her and the babies will be born at home."
"What happens if something goes wrong and you need a C-section or worse you start hemorrhaging?" he asked, scared to death that he would lose her in childbirth. "What will the midwife do then?"
"Midwives are trained to deal with that too, Albert. We're only minutes away from the hospital if there is something that she can't handle. Now, do you want to be there or not when the twins are born?" she said looking around to see if she could figure out which vehicle was his in the parking lot. Seeing a blue mid-sized American car that she thought fit his personality she started walking towards it.
To be continued…