Warning! I had to rate this chapter M because of some of the context of conversation.
An Usual Break
As unusual as it may have sounded attending prenatal class once a week was a break for them. Time for them to focus just on each other. Sure they paid enough attention. But being they knew how things went, what to do and it wasn't like they had to write a test at the end, neither paid nearly as much attention as the 'rookies' did. The expectant mother truly enjoyed the feeling of her husband's arms wrapped around her shoulders while she sat between his knees. Any tension she had been feeling rapidly left her body at the feel of the secure embrace of his arms. Horatio enjoyed the feeling of the woman he loved against the front of his body. They probably would have been scold by the nurse teaching the class if she had caught them not paying attention, Horato whispering sweet things in his wife's ear and her smiling. However this seemed to go unnoticed.
The two had long become used to being the only so-called "May-December" couple at things like this. They had attended classes like this when they were expecting Rachel but not Cheyenna. The Caines weren't the only couple there with an already big family. There was a couple there, barely in their thirties who were expecting their fourth child. The couple's other children, which included a set of identical twins, were just one and two. On the way home Aimee and Horatio joked they wondered where the couple found the time or energy, and for that couple the privacy, to have sex with three children so young. Having three children under the age of three, soon to be four children, was a prescription for insanity.
"If that were our family dynamics I think you'd be riding the sofa," Aimee laughed. "And safe sex would be defined by something with batteries for me and by frequent long hot showers for you. I'd honestly start to believe what the book says is true, babies are hazards of sex "
"As weird as it sounds I'd probably be all right with that 'cause I'd agree with you," Horatio replied, chuckling "And did you catch the children's names? Casey, Cameron and Caitlin? I imagine their parents get tongue-tied, especially if they have to call for them."
"I can't even begin to imagine the number of diapers they go through and the laundry. They gotta have an industrial size washer and dryer or something."
"And that's only going to get worse with a newborn. I really wanted to ask just how they got the third child and this baby after they said all the children sleep with them every night. I'm sure I wasn't the only one who was curious 'bout that. Even Holly, did you see her expression?"
Holly was the nurse teaching the class.
"I'd say that probably used grandma or other extended family. And that one time mom gets knocked up."
Horatio replied jokingly "yeah, at least we get, what, three or four times, maybe five, in before the stick reads positive again?"
This particular Wednesday night Rachel and Cheyenna were spending the night with their grandparents, giving mommy and daddy a chance to have sex without worrying whether or not they locked the bedroom door. Or having to be quiet.
Aimee's best friend Maria lived just a few houses down from where Aimee's parents did. She was the one who dropped the girls off the next morning.
"You look like, my god! Last night you two didn't.." Maria's voice trailed off when she saw a tired-looking Aimee.
The children had ran upstairs with their stuff so they didn't hear the conversation that wasn't for their little ears.
"Yeah," Aimee said, yawning. "I'm pregnant, not dead. And besides, it's not like I can get pregnant again. Horatio's not that good."
Horatio was yawning in the breakroom, on his second cup of coffee in the slow morning.
"Kids keep you up last night?" Eric asked.
"Nope."
Frank Tripp shook his head and sighed good-naturedly.
"Ya know for two educated people, you and Aimee are a tid slow at what gets you in trouble."
Horatio feigned ignorance, slapping a hand to his forehead.
"You mean to say there's a connection between that and pregnancy? So that's how it happens!"
