My Fake Husband
A Pitch Perfect Story
Chapter 16
Disclaimer: I do not own anything familiar.
Author's Note: Part 2 of the Party has arrived! Some giggle-worthy stuff is ahead!
"You weren't that shitty. You were busy and excited about getting to work on a film. I'm really proud of you, Jesse. You deserved it. You deserve to get another shot. You're really talented."
Jesse didn't get a chance to respond, because their front door flew open, and they heard the voices of their best friends as they entered the condo. "Beca! Where are you?" Chloe's voice echoed up the stairs. "Where's Jesse?"
"We're up here, Chlo." Beca called out, stepping away from him.
"Ooh! Were you guys having a quickie before we all showed up!? Beca, you slut! I'm so proud!" The sound of footsteps coming up the stairs made Beca freeze and glance down at her stomach to see if the shirt limited the appearance of her stomach. It was rather obvious that there was a swell there, and she looked up in alarm at Jesse.
"Of course not! I was just fixing my makeup." She called back to the redhead, still looking at Jesse in concern. He grinned, rushing to the closet (he had moved a lot of his clothes over into her room over the course of the last few weeks gradually, much to Beca's dismay), and he pulled out his white cardigan sweater that was much bigger than her clothes. He quickly brought it to her, helping her to pull it on. Just as she was finished adjusting the sweater so that it hid her stomach beneath its folds, Chloe sauntered into the room, a huge smile on her face.
"Damn!" She pouted. "I was hoping to see Jesse's ass. Dean won't let me check out other men anymore." She joked, pulling Beca into a hug before releasing her to pull Jesse into one. He gave her a wide-eyed look over the redhead's shoulders, and she almost laughed at the thought that had Chloe and Dean arrived about ten minutes before, she would have gotten to see Jesse's bare ass.
"Well, married women aren't normally supposed to check out men who aren't their husbands." Beca said, ushering her redheaded friend out the door, with Jesse following them.
"Are you okay? You look a little flushed, and your forehead is sweaty." The older woman said as they started down the stairs.
"Um, I think I'm coming down with a bug," Beca said quickly, pressing a hand to her forehead. Shit, she was still clammy. She was just relieved that Chloe hadn't commented that the room smelled like sex when she came up the stairs; thank God for mild Octobers in California, because the windows were open. (Shit! Did the neighbors hear them having sex? How often did they have sex with the windows open? Did the neighbors think they were nymphos? Mr. and Mrs. Klein were in their seventies; they didn't need to be kept up at night by Beca and Jesse fucking like rabbits.) "I'm blaming Jesse for kissing too many asses lately. He probably brought something home."
"She's just pissed that I've gotten hit on a lot over the last few months. Women are totally drawn to me now that I'm off the market."
"Like your boss's slutty daughter? You want to date a child? Have at it, Mr. Swanson." Beca said, crossing her arms and glaring at him as they reached the bottom of the stairs. She was alluding to their pedophile conversation not too long before, making him roll his eyes at her. "You and Janelle could be very happy together. She could, 'like, totes show you around the UCLA campus,'" she said, mimicking Janelle's voice to the best of her ability. Jesse laughed, his head falling back. He wrapped his arms around Beca's waist from behind, pressing a kiss to her cheek.
"Why would I want some sophomore at UCLA when I could have my beautiful, surly wife?" He asked, pressing another kiss to her neck, biting down gently on her skin, making her squirm.
"Get off of me, you douche." She said, elbowing him lightly in the stomach. He only squeezed her waist more tightly with one arm, raising the other to turn her face by the chin so that he could kiss her.
"Never," he told her when he pulled back.
"You guys are so FUCKING CUTE!" Chloe squealed, clapping her hands and jumping up and down.
"I swear to God, Wharton, if you piss on my floor like an excited puppy, I will fuck you up." Beca said, pulling herself from Jesse's arms. Dean walked into the entryway from the dining room, holding four beer bottles by their necks. He handed two of them to Jesse and the third to Chloe, who slapped his upper arm.
"Shit! What was that for?"
"Why don't you act cute like that with me? Jesse's a way better husband than you!" She said, smacking his arm again. She took a sip of her beer, winking at Beca over the mouth of the bottle. Beca smiled, taking one of the bottles from Jesse's hand and raising it lightly to toast Chloe.
"What are you doing?" Jesse whispered to her when she raised the bottle to her lips to take a sip.
"Nursing one beer for awhile won't hurt the baby, especially because I haven't had anything to drink in about four months." He furrowed his brow for a moment before nodding his head. She took a sip of the beer, walking over to her friends. She smiled at them both, listening to Chloe chatter on and on about one of the artists that she was working closely with and how much of a bitch the girl was. She discreetly pressed a hand against her stomach, which was still stretched tight, making her feel extremely uncomfortable. She tried to brush the sensation off as nothing but nerves about the upcoming announcement of the pregnancy, focusing on chatting with Chloe and Dean. After awhile, the sensation subsided slightly, and she started to feel better.
Within about forty-five minutes, the entire condo was packed with their friends. Beca thought that she was doing a pretty good job at keeping people from noticing her rounded stomach beneath Jesse's sweater, as well as the fact that she was nursing the same beer the entire time. Jesse stayed by her side for most of the forty-five minutes, which she suspected was because he wanted to keep an eye on how much she drank. As if she would dream of putting her baby at risk in any way! She might miss alcohol so fucking much, but she would never put the baby at risk by drinking too much of it. About halfway through, she started to notice that her stomach felt off again. It was almost as if her stomach felt tighter and more pressure. She wasn't in pain, but she felt different. Again, she brushed it off as nerves, because a few minutes later, the sensation subsided once again. When she finally finished the beer, she excused herself from Jesse, Donald, Donald's wife, Patty, and Stacie to go to the kitchen to dispose of her bottle and to grab a glass of apple juice.
As Beca took a sip of her freshly poured juice before returning to the room where her guests were mingling about, she noticed that the sensation had returned. She put the glass down and pressed her hands over her stomach. It was much tighter than usual. She frowned, sitting down at the kitchen table for a few minutes, trying to ease the tension in her neck and shoulders, as well as to loosen the tightness in her stomach. She didn't like the feeling. She didn't know what it meant, and it made her feel nervous, which only stressed her out further. She just wanted to get the news over with, and then everything would be fine. "Becs?" She jumped, pressing a hand to her heart. She saw that Jesse was standing in the doorway of the kitchen, watching her. "You okay?"
"I'm nervous." She told him, grabbing her juice glass to take another sip. "I'm all tense, and my body feels weird. I just want to tell them and get it over with."
"Do you want to tell them now? We planned on waiting to tell people when they started grumbling about wanting dessert, but if you want to tell them now, we can tell them." He came over and sat down in the chair beside hers, laying a hand on her forearm. "Whatever you want."
"Everyone is going to be all over me and want to know what we're having and stuff. I guess we could just try to push dessert on people sooner?" She asked him, giving him a tensed smile. "I just want this party to be over so I can relax and get some sleep. Plus, I want to know what I'm having. We have to finalize what the baby's name is. We have to paint the nursery. We have to move all of the furniture to the basement and then actually set up the nursery. There is so much to do, and not so much time left to do it." She closed her eyes. "Sorry, I just need to relax."
"What do you need me to do to help you relax?" She shrugged her shoulders.
"I don't know. I think I need to take a couple of deep breaths." Beca closed her eyes and took a deep breath, laying her hands on her belly to feel its rise and fall. She heard Jesse stand up and walk behind her, and she leaned into his touch when he began to gently massage her shoulders and neck. The combination of the massage and the deep breathing helped her to relax after a few minutes. "I think I'm good." She whispered.
"Good. We better get back before someone comes to investigate why we've been gone."
"Eh, Chloe's probably telling them that were fucking in the kitchen."
"Exactly. You don't think she'd want to spy on us? If she could be in the bed with us, she would probably join in."
"Stop. I don't want to have sex with my best friend." He grabbed her by the hands to help her stand up.
"I thought I was your best friend."
"You're my best friend with a penis. She's my best friend with a vagina." She told him, making him laugh.
"Vaginas are better than penises." He said, sighing, with a pout on his face.
"Personally, I'm partial to penises, so we will have to agree to disagree. Although, I can appreciate a good vagina."
"Really now? I thought you were just messing with me when you said you've hooked up with a couple of ladies. Is there something you need to tell your husband?" She winked at him, before walking as quickly as she could (read: not very quickly at all) out of the kitchen and back towards her friends. "Hey! Wait a minute! You never answered my question!"
Jesse chased after Beca, catching up with her as she sandwiched herself between Brian and Jessica. They had been chatting with Amy (she and Beca still hadn't fully made up, but Beca did understand that her blond friend was only worried about her and wanted to make sure that she and the baby were okay), Bumper, Dean, Chloe, and Unicycle. "Jesse, you look flushed." Chloe said with an amused look on her face. "Did Beca jerk you off in the half-bath or something?" She winked at Beca, who choked on her mouthful of apple juice.
"Dude, no!" She reached out to smack the redhead on her arm. "I'm telling your right now that I'm not playing paintball." She said quickly, returning the conversation to what Unicycle had been saying just as she walked up.
"You suck, Beca." Unicycle whined. "I totally think a guys-versus-girls paintballing competition is in order!" He held his hand up to Bumper, who high-fived him.
"No way!" Chloe and Dean said at the same time. The redhead turned and beamed at her husband. "Aww, baby! You agree that it isn't fair to split up the couples?"
"Actually, I was just saying that, because I want Beca on my team. I'd be scared to be on her opposing team." He said, grimacing. Everyone started chuckling, but Chloe pouted.
"You don't want to be on my team, but you want to be on Beca's team? Douche." She turned her head away from him and took a sip of her wine, refusing to look at him when he tried to apologize and tell her that he loved her and that he would love to have her on his team.
"You know, I don't know which would be worse," Brian said, taking a sip of his drink. "Not being on Beca's team or actually being on Beca's team. Something tells me that she would totally sacrifice someone in the name of winning." Beca grinned and winked at him.
"You said it, sir." She held her glass of juice out to him, and Brian returned the toast, chuckling.
"Beca keeps teasing me about having sex with women. Is it true or not true?" Jesse asked Chloe, with his head cocked to the side, completely bringing all conversation about paintballing competition and how scary competitive his wife could be.
"Jesse!" Beca glared at him. "Asshole!"
"Totally." Amy, Jessica, and Chloe all said at once. "Jinx!" They all called out a second time, giggling.
"Wait, wait, wait! How did I not know that Beca was a vagatarian at one point or another?" Bumper asked, making Beca flip him off.
"It was college. Everyone experiments in college." Chloe shrugged, taking a sip of her wine. "Beca and I made out a couple of times."
"That was because you insisted on shoving your tongue down my throat at Hood night, then again at the New Year's party, and then again at Aubrey's twenty-second birthday during my freshman year!" Beca exclaimed. Hearing her name, Aubrey excused herself from where she was chatting with Benji, Cynthia Rose, Denise, and a couple of their other friends.
"What about my birthday party?"
"Beca's being defensive about making out with Chloe." Amy told her, making the older blond laugh.
"Oh, my God! That was the funniest thing ever! We were all at Smitty's, remember? Beca was being a bitch and refused to sing karaoke with us. She drank about five apple martinis in a row."
"They tasted like shit. I couldn't look at a Granny Smith apple the same way for three years. How can you like that shit?" Beca asked Aubrey, gagging slightly at the reminder of the drink's foul taste.
"If I remember correctly, Chloe said that Beca didn't have to sing karaoke with us if she agreed to make out with her in front of her boyfriend at the time. What was his name? Jack?"
"Oh, Jack!" Chloe said, giggling. "Whatever happened to Jack?" She pouted to Beca and Aubrey, who both shook their heads.
"Um, hi!? Husband over here." Dean waved his left hand in front of himself. Chloe smiled at him.
"Well, you're way better in bed than Jack ever was, don't worry!"
"Yeah, I was real worried." Dean said, rolling his eyes.
"You broke up with Jack because he tried to have sex with Stacie." Jessica told her. "Stacie got really drunk and decided to strip down to her underwear while Amy sang that song about a stripper."
"T-Pain is my shit!" Amy said, nodding her head. She proceeded to start singing I'm 'n Luv (wit a Stripper).
"That's my favorite song!" Stacie said excitedly, running over to the group and started rolling her hips in time with Amy's singing. Chloe started harmonizing with Amy, and soon all of the girls were dancing around and singing backup for Amy and Chloe.
"Wow." Jesse said, shaking his head. "I…wow." He started chuckling. "Anyways, can we get back to the topic at hand? I want to learn about my wife's dabbles in lesbianism." He said, staring pointedly at Beca, who rolled her eyes at him.
"Beca and I never had sex, but she looks really great naked." Chloe said with a smile.
"You've seen her naked?" Bumper asked in surprise. "Dude! Hat, did you take advantage of the obvious lady-lovin' between your wife and Beca?"
"Hey, dude!" Jesse said, smacking him upside the head.
"We've all seen each other naked." Aubrey said, rolling her eyes. Somehow, instead of being a bunch of sectioned off groups where people would come and go to each group, they had become one big circle, chatting. "We all went to Myrtle Beach for spring break my senior year at Barden, and we rented a house that only had two bedrooms and two bathrooms."
"Oh, yeah! We moved all of the furniture out of the one bedroom into the other and set up the two beds and three air mattresses in the empty room. I think you me and Beca shared the one bed, then Jessica and Ashley shared another bed. Cynthia Rose and Denise shared one of the air mattresses—they were dating at the time. Lilly and Stacie shared another air mattress, and then Amy had the last one to herself." Chloe laughed, remembering the trip. "We put all of our clothes in the other room and pretty much everyone wore everyone else's clothes. We all walked around the house naked most of the time, though."
"Remember when we all got invited to that party those frat guys were hosting. We met them on the beach." Ashley said, laughing. "Amy, Lilly, Cynthia Rose, and Denise had all gone back earlier to take shower and nap, and the rest of us rushed back to get ready, because there was six girls who needed to be showered and dressed in an hour."
"It was me, Chloe, and Beca in one shower, and then Stacie, Jessica, and Ashley in the other." Aubrey said, laughing. "The six of us were done showering in I think twenty minutes?"
"How in the hell do three girls shower at once?" Dean said, shaking his head. Beca laughed, because it took Chloe a good twenty minutes normally to shower on her own, so he was probably trying to figure out how three of them did it all at once.
"Shower stations." Beca answered for them. "There was the rinsing off station, the shampooing or washing station, and the conditioning station. We would rotate through them."
"Naked?" Dean asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Do you shower with clothing on normally?" Beca responded, shrugging her shoulders.
"We were helping the environment." Aubrey joked, rolling her eyes. "Plus, Amy had insisted that we all go for our leg, underarm, and bikini waxes right before we went on spring break, so we didn't have to shave that week, making showers so much easier."
"I got a Brazilian." Stacie said.
"No one cares, Stacie." Beca responded.
"Everyone cares what the state of my bush is. Or, rather, lack thereof."
"You're disgusting." Beca scoffed, grimacing.
"Would someone please tell me about the women Beca's had sex with!?" Jesse pouted.
"Beca and I hooked up." Stacie said, shrugging her shoulders. Jesse's eyes widened in shock as he looked between Beca and Stacie.
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, she said she never did it with a girl, and I told her I would do her. She got really drunk for it, and we had sex. She's really good at using her mouth and fingers, but I'm sure you know that." Stacie winked at Jesse, who blushed (If Beca weren't embarrassed by this conversation, she would have found Jesse's blushing to be adorable.)
"Oh, my God." Beca moaned, pressing a hand to her forehead. All of the guys present groaned as well, because they were picturing Beca and Stacie having sex. "Stop!"
"Remember that chick that Beca hooked up with from Aural Magic our sophomore year?" Jessica laughed. "They were our competition after the Trebles lost out to our two teams at Regionals. She wanted to insure that we moved on from the Semi-Finals, so she hooked up with that chick 'cause she was the group's lead singer and then broke up with her right before the competition, throwing her off her game."
"Wow, guys! That makes me seem like a real heartless bitch."
"You are." Ashley said.
"Well, yeah, but you don't have to actually tell people all of the horrible things I've done."
"Beca had a secret girlfriend for most of her senior year of college!" Chloe said suddenly before slapping a hand over her mouth. "Oh, my God! I'm so sorry!" Beca glared at her.
"I hate you! You promised to never tell!"
"You had a girlfriend!? Why didn't you tell us?" Stacie said. "I'm so mad at you! Who was it?"
"The girl she worked at the radio station with. Lizzie." Chloe said, shrugging. Now that the cat was out of the bag, she was going to air everything she knew, and Beca hated her for it. Beca flipped the redhead off, who bit her lip to hold back a smile.
"The blond girl?" Amy asked, shocked. She cocked her head to the side. "Never mind. I totally get it. That chick was hot. She looked like Stacie but blond and with better boobs. And, like hotter."
"No one has better boobs than me; not real ones anyways. Nor is anyone hotter than me." Stacie scoffed, flicking some of her brown hair over her shoulder. "At least I got to pop your girl-on-girl cherry."
"Can we totally stop talking about this now? I'm mortified!" Beca moaned. "I need a drink."
"You can't drink anymore!" Jesse told her, pointing a finger at her. All eyes (except Amy, Bumper, and Brian's) immediately jumped to him. He smiled tensely. "Hey, guys. So, my wife had a girlfriend her senior year of college. Cool, right?"
"Why can't Beca drink?" Chloe asked, looking from Beca to Jesse. Her eyes traveled around the group, and Beca knew that the redhead was seeing if everyone else knew something she didn't. Amy and Bumper's eyes were wide, and they were trying to casual look up at the ceiling; stupid Amy did her usual "ahhh, ummmm, hmmm" when she was scrambling for something to say that was a lie. Jess was looking at Beca apologetically, who was glaring at Jesse, her arms crossed. Everyone else was looking confused, their eyes shifting from Beca to Jesse. Well, everyone except Brian, who was staring pointedly into his own drink and avoiding looking at Beca. Chloe knew that Brian was Beca's gynecologist; both of them, along with Amy, went to him, whereas Jessica went to another gynecologist in his office, because it was a conflict of interest for her husband to be her gynecologist. Chloe must have finally realized why Brian was acting weird, because she began jumping up and down and screeching, "Oh, my God! Oh, my God!" She raced over to Beca, grabbing the brunette's shirt and yanking it up, exposing the swell of Beca's abdomen. "OH, MY GOD! You're pregnant!" She shrieked excitedly, dropping to her knees. She yanked Beca by the hips, so that she had no choice but to step forward. Now, Chloe was eye to belly button with Beca's stomach, and the redhead proceeded to stroke Beca's belly, cooing to the baby underneath all about how she was Aunt Chloe and how she couldn't wait to meet him or her.
"Well, that wasn't exactly the way that I wanted to tell people." Beca said, glaring daggers at Jesse.
"Sorry. It just came out. I didn't want you to drink. You already drank a beer tonight."
"What is it?" Stacie asked, as all of the girls crowded around Beca's stomach, trying to push Chloe out of the way so that they could touch it. The baby was kicking up a storm in Beca's stomach, loving all of the attention it was getting. Its mother, on the other hand, was very uncomfortable with so many people stroking and talking to her stomach.
"We don't know yet. Brian knows, but we don't. We were going to announce the pregnancy to you guys tonight, and then we were going to find out the sex together. We gave the bakery a slip of paper that Brian wrote the sex of the baby on. The icing inside of the cake and cupcakes is pink or blue, depending on the sex of the baby. The outside of it is purple icing, though." Jesse explained to them, still giving Beca apologetic looks.
"Why purple?" Aubrey asked when she finally dragged the redhead out of the way to let the other girls close to Beca's stomach.
"Jesse had a dream that Brian handed him a baby wrapped in a purple blanket and said, 'it's exactly what you wanted.' So, now the color scheme for the nursery is going to be purples, whether it is a boy or a girl." Beca told them. She looked pleadingly at Jesse, begging him silently to get the girls off of her stomach.
"Alright, guys. Beca's feeling overwhelmed." He tried, walking over to them to wrap an arm around Beca's waist. He tried to pull her against his side, but the girls ignored him.
"We don't care; you knew about the baby, and we didn't. We want to say hi to it." Ashley said, waving a hand at him. "How far along are you? You look pretty big already."
"I'm twenty weeks, which is five months. I only found out about a month and a half ago, though. Jesse didn't find out until two weeks ago, because I didn't want to distract him from his work on the movie. He was super busy, so I hardly saw him during those weeks."
"He still knew longer than we did." Ashley said, making everyone laugh.
"Guys! This is our first baby!" Denise said, making the girls all start to sniffle.
"I want a baby!" Aubrey turned to her husband. "When we go back to the hotel tonight, we're having sex. No more birth control. Got it?"
"Yes, ma'am." Her husband, Rich, said, saluting her.
"Did anyone else get the vibe that Aubs is a dom?" Amy asked.
"Shut up, Amy!" Aubrey shrieked, her face turning bright red.
"I always thought she was a dom, because she was always super anal-retentive and obsessive about being in control." Beca replied. She glanced at the blond who was red in the face and clutching her stomach. "You better not fucking puke in my house, Aubrey! I will make you clean it up by eating it." Beca pointed at her; Aubrey's response was to flip the brunette off.
"I think that she so crazed about being in control of everything outside of sex that she would need to be tied down or spanked or something during sex to really get off, so I call that she's a sub. Rich, is Aubrey a dom or a sub?" Stacie said, pulling a nail file out of her back pocket and began filing her nails with one eyebrow raised at Aubrey's husband.
"You can't ask my husband that!" Aubrey shrieked, making everyone chuckle. She shifted her glare around the group, and most of them (except Amy, Beca, Bumper, and Rich) stopped laughing instantly, because Aubrey can be fucking scary.
"All I'll say is this: we get great use of those handcuffs that you guys got her for the honeymoon." Rich said, grinning.
"Rich!"
"Oh, relax. Everyone knows that we're having sex."
"Guys! No one cares about your sex life. I want to know if I have a little niece or nephew in there." Chloe's shouted as she pointed to Beca's stomach. "If we don't bring out this goddamn cake right this second, I'm going torture Brian until he tells me what they are having."
"Jeeze, Chloe! You can't threaten my OBGYN." Beca said at the same time that Jessica said that Chloe couldn't threaten her husband. Jesse rolled his eyes, tapping Benji on the shoulder. The two of them slipped out of the living room, headed towards the kitchen to gather the trays of cupcakes and the small cake to set out on table in the living room, where everyone had congregated. Benji carried two trays of cupcakes, whereas Jesse carried a tray of cupcakes and the small plate that house his and Beca's cake with the cake knife balance on its edge. They set the dishes down on the table, beside the plates and forks that had been set up there earlier. He motioned Beca over to the table. "Are you stupid? You could have dropped that knife and cut off a toe. I already told you that I wasn't going to take care of you if you were sick or injured." Jesse laughed, rolling his eyes and pressing a light kiss against her lips. She pulled back, grimacing lightly as her stomach tightened again; it had been doing that on and off all night now, and she felt extremely uncomfortable with it. She blew out a breath, nervous about finally finding out the sex of her baby.
"You okay?"
"Yeah…I'm just excited and nervous. I'm so ready to find out what we are having."
"Me, too." Jesse studied her for a few more minutes. "Are you sure you're okay?" She nodded her head, biting her lip as she pressed her hand to her stomach. "Is something wrong?"
"Beca, are you okay?" Brian was at her side, laying a hand on her stomach. "You gotta tell me if you're okay."
"My stomach feels tight and uncomfortable. It's like my entire stomach is stretching tighter and squishing the baby inside of me. It's not painful, but it certainly doesn't feel good."
"How long has this been going on?" Brian asked her.
"I don't know…a couple of hours? It happens about every twenty to thirty minutes, and then it eases up a little. It started before Chloe got here." Jesse's eyes widened.
"Did I hurt the baby…you know…when we were having sex?" He said as quietly as he could, but she could tell he was worried that the pressure he put on her stomach during their first position had hurt her and the baby. He was trying to keep the fact that they had sex quiet for her, but everyone was watching Beca in concern, so they heard exactly what they said.
"Hey! I knew you two were getting it on before Dean and I showed up!" Chloe said to ease the tension slightly, but her voice was tinged with concern. Beca tried to give her an embarrassed smile, but it wasn't genuine, and everyone knew it.
"Are the spasms getting any more frequent or painful?" Brian asked, ignoring Chloe's outburst.
"Nope. They come every twenty or so minutes, like clockwork. They haven't increased in intensity, either."
"Well, it seems like you're having what is called false labor, or Braxton Hicks." Brian said, laying a hand on her stomach. Beca sighed in relief, rubbing the other side of her stomach as if to soothe the baby. "We'll keep an eye on it for the rest of the night, and if you notice any changes, tell me immediately and we will get you to the hospital to check you out. It is completely normal to have Braxton Hicks; it is just the uterus practicing contractions for childbirth. They're probably more intense or noticeable to you because you had sex recently. As you get farther along in the pregnancy, your body is preparing more and more for childbirth. The same hormone that is released during orgasm is also released during childbirth, which can influence the intensity of the Braxton Hicks. There is also a protein found in the male sperm that also softens the cervix that helps with childbirth, but since your body isn't ready for childbirth yet, it can result in intense Braxton Hicks contractions. You might be able to reduce the amount or intensity of the Braxton Hicks contractions by using the pull-out method or using a condom or not having vaginal intercourse at all."
"That sucks. The only good part about being knocked up is that the dude no longer has to wrap it up." Bumper scoffed, and both Beca and Jesse flipped him off over Brian's shoulders.
"Thanks, Brian. We will keep that in mind." Beca said, burying her face into her hands. She was completely embarrassed, because not only did her friends know that she and Jesse had sex just a few minutes before the party started, but they now were privy to some details about their sex lives—as in Brian's suggestion that they use condoms or Jesse pulled out rather than orgasming inside of her. There was no way that she was giving up vaginal sex, because she loved being with Jesse in every way, and she wasn't going to deny herself (and him) the pleasure that comes from having sex with him that way.
"Can we just…um…yeah, let's just find out the sex of the baby!" Jesse said quickly, grabbing the knife. Brian stepped back, grinning at them as Jesse poked the point of the knife in the center of the cake. He slid the knife down, slicing through the icing and cake.
Author's Note: I'M SO SORRY! I ended it there. I know you were waiting for the big reveal of what the baby is! It's in the next chapter, I promise! I wanted to throw in some cute Beca/Jesse banter, as well as some silly moments with the entire group, because I haven't had it in awhile (the last time the "friends" were around, there was the big fight between Beca/Amy, which left their friendship kind of sour). Take a moment to leave a review and let me know what you thought about it! Then, move on over to Chapter 17. I know that you all will enjoy it! ;)