Chapter 33: One Day

Sam's POV

I can't believe I'd let Freddie talk me into this. I sat on the couch while he packed a little bag for me and grabbed a mat. "You ready?" He asked and I shook my head.

"You know, they have DVDs and feeds on splash face that show how to do Lamaze I don't have to go to some silly little class," I muttered now that I was so far along I really didn't want to get up and do much moving. I just wanted to keep my feet up to prevent them from swelling. The other night my toes looked like little pink sausages.

"I just would feel better if we went; besides this place beside they have some relaxation treatments that I think you will enjoy." I groaned and I pulled myself from the couch.

"You know what I would really enjoy?" I muttered

"Fried chicken and maple syrup," Freddie answered and I couldn't help but laugh. Lately that had been my favorite thing to eat. Who knew that those two things worked so well together?

"I'm serious dude you should really try it. It's sweet, crunchy, juicy, and a little salty all at once … it's like that best meal on the planet." Freddie looked at me as if I lost my mind.

"How about if you hate this I take you to get chicken and waffles?" Freddie propositioned and of course I took him up on it. I was always up for free food and now more than ever. As I waddled toward the door I took a moment and noticed how big I had gotten. I only had two more months of being the short blimp and I was so over it. Freddie came behind and kissed my shoulder.

"You look amazing," he murmured.

"Yeah, amazingly fat," I groaned as I headed to the door. I didn't want to hear his mush about how I was glowing and shit. Everybody was saying that and the only reason I was really glowing is because it took so much effort to get from point A to point B. I wasn't glowing I was sweating.

It took us forty minutes to get to this Lamaze center. Once we entered the establishment it looked nothing like what I expected. The placed looked a resort or a really fancy spa. Freddie went up to the main desk and checked us in. "Hi, I made arrangements under Benson," he informed the young and way too skinny girl.

"Oh yes," she looked past Benson to me, "congratulations on your twins Mrs. Benson." I was horrified, I wonder if Freddie put his last name in on purpose. He certainly had a look about him that told that he was up to no good. As she led the way to the classroom I nudge him.

"You told her to call me that didn't you," I whispered and he chuckled.

"No, but it did have a nice ring to it Sammy. It's kind of hard with us going through all of this not to think about that step. Do you think you'll ever want to get married?" Freddie asked and it wasn't the first time that he'd tiptoed around the subject. He laid out my mat and helped me down onto it. I was on quiet time I couldn't think of a proper way to get out of this conversation. "Well?"

"I … I … I would be a liar if I said that I didn't think that Freddie. I just feel like that type of commitment is scary. I'm still trying to figure out how our relationship is going to go when you have to move back into your house.

"I'm not going back anytime soon Sammy," he muttered. "Maddie has been doing well with directing the video and if I set up an office in your house I could probably spend most of my time down here with you and the girls."

"You've been thinking about this a lot of thought haven't you?" I leaned my back against Freddie chest. He smoothed his hands along my stomach.

"Well duh, how could I not. I told you I'm not going to be a missing in action dad. I know how badly I wanted to know my dad and how much I missed not having one. I know that you feel the same way." I nodded we'd had this conversation before when we were in the high school.

"I just don't want to jeopardize you career Benson, you've worked so hard for it."

"Silly Sammy, do you know how much," before Freddie could finish his statement the trainer came into the room. She lit some lavender aroma candles and cut on some mood music.

"Good afternoon class my name is Helga," she said in a very soft tone. "I thought we'd start by relaxing our mom's to be. I've three kids and I know that being with child can be very stressful on the body. We're about to elevate some of that pressure." Helga looked amazing to be the mom of three and the woman knew what she was talking about. Some of the poses that she had us do relieve a lot of the pressure on my back. She also introduced us to this odd shape pillow that was amazing. The pillow kind of wraps around you and somehow ends up between your legs. I tested it in class lying with on my mat I was in heaven and really didn't want to move.

"This pillow should help all you ladies with your back pain and if you happen to be a snorer it should remedy that as well." Freddie looked at me and grinned.

"What? I don't snore you nub!" I kicked him lightly and he grabbed my foot.

"Uh yes you do, it's cute but sometimes it's loud. This pillow maybe my new best friend."

"I'll have to tell Carly that she's been replaced," I muttered as I cuddled by pillow some more.

"You're my best friend Sam not Carly," Freddie rolled his eyes.

"I'm sorry since when?" I tried to sit up on my own but I wasn't having much luck.

"Since forever, before we even started dating Carly realized that most of the conversations we had were about you. Yes, I do care about Carly and I love her as a sister but you are my best friend, my lover, and the mother of my children. I want more from you but you're so hesitant. It makes me worried that when I'm really ready to settle down and marry you that you'll say no," Freddie said as he helped me into a sitting position. The conversation had come around the marriage again and I was starting to have heartburn.

"But you're not ready now, right?" I asked and Freddie nodded.

"Right now we have too much going on. I would want to wait into we're both completely comfortable career wise and stuff, then I'll ask you." He kissed the top of my head.

"We'll then don't worry about me saying no. I mean, seriously we still have loads of time and right now everything's perfect and I seriously don't need a ring to express how I feel." I shrugged and I slight movement from my counterpart who was supposed to be holding me up.

"That was so sweet Sam," Freddie said as he laughed harder.

"Bite it Benson, that's the last time I'm … what with you." I huffed I was embarrassed and a little hurt by his reaction.

"Awww, Princess Puckett of course I feel the same way you do. The only difference is although I don't need a ring, I want to present one to you and I want you to know that I will love you forever. I want representation of the sentiment on your left ring finger, and it will happen one day."

"Yeah, one day," I shifted enough to that I could peck his lips lightly. Even though I was glad that there official proposal yet, there was no doubt in my mind that I would marry this man.

Author's Note: Thank you all so much for continuing to read this story! Sorry I'm a little like this was supposed to be out Monday. I love creating a softer side of Sam. I can't wait until we get past the next few chapters we're going to really dig into some stuff! As always please read review and no flames!

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