"No I refuse to name my child Sebastian, or do that name ending in the same sound thing my mother did with me and Izzy," Gabriella said as she flipped through her notebook, "I like Logan."
Troy raised a brow as he looked up at his wife with caution. She was currently sitting up in bed with one to many pillows prompt up behind her back, her swollen belly currently serving as a prop to hold her notebook up right. "Logan Luis Bolton," Troy tried as he used both his hands to massage her left foot.
"Or we could go with Matthew," she suggested, "Matthew Luis Bolton," Gabriella frowned as she looked back down at her list. "People are going to call him Matt."
"What about Gabriel?" Troy looked over to see her facial expression as it scrunched up, "Not a fan?"
"Wouldn't that be a little conceded naming my kid after me?" Gabriella said with frown.
"You wanted to name him Troy?"
Gabriella bit her bottom lip as she looked down at the long list of scribbled down names, "Johnathon seems nice but John seems like such an old name for a little boy."
"I liked Matthew," Troy said pausing for a moment to think about it all the names she given him. He was overjoyed to know that their first child was going to be a boy. He'd been so proud and so honored just by the idea that she was having his child that he didn't care what it was he just wanted it to have ten toes, and ten little fingers with a clean bill of health.
His mind had been worried about other things, like Gabriella's health, her workaholic attitude and avoiding any complications possible. The medical history behind his mother's case had been different from Gabriella's, however that did not ease his worry about her and keeping her health and safe with all the best comforts he could provide. He come too far to risk any chance that he might lose her. He couldn't even bare to think about the possibility of going on without her.
"I need to know about the conference in California next week, should I tell them we'll be there?" he asked adjusting her left foot better as he rubbed the bottom of it tenderly, working out her sore muscles.
"My body isn't exactly beach bikini ready," Gabriella said as she held up her pickle she'd been snacking on before taking a loud crunching bite and shrugging her shoulders. "I want to go and enjoy myself not be confused for Willy the whale."
"Your 6 months pregnant," Troy explained with a small frown, "You look divine. Your glowing, your breast are enormously delicious and you hair has never felt softer between my fingers."
"Really because I thought I was sweating like a pig who's lactating, I mean, I feel bloated and I look pregnant."
Troy hand's came up to her ankle slowly rubbing away the knots he felt under his fingertips, "Well you're in luck because when you're pregnant, I've been told you're supposed to look pregnant."
"Troy?" Gabriella frown as she tilted her head to the right.
"Gabriella," Troy said with a small laugh, "I am not leaving my pregnant wife alone at home while I travel. I'll attend the meetings via web and I stay home with you." Troy hands came up higher to her knee as he shifted to face her better a small smirk pulling at his lips as he inched his hands higher up her thigh, "how does that feel?"
"Like your trying to seduce me instead of be a selfless husband and give me that full rubdown you promised," she responded with a playful pout.
Troy hands came to a stop as he let out a small chuckle, "I don't know what you're talking about I'm simply using my hands to make you happy," he said with a sly grin as he continued to move up her leg.
Gabriella let out a sigh as she leaned back into the pillows relaxing under his touch, "I walked in on Chad and Taylor today in my office."
"You went to the restaurant?" Troy frowned, "The Doctor said-"
"He said to take it easy not relinquish all responsibility," Gabriella cut him off with a pointed glaze, " Troy I okay, I'm just pregnant, things still need to be taken care of and as long as all I'm doing is sitting up in my office, I don't see the harm. Besides walking is good for the baby. So is food, dear god have you tasted Zeke's Jalapeño corn muffins?"
"No, I haven't." Troy arched his brow as he looked back down at her thigh rubbing the skin gently as he teased the hem of her shorts. "So I take it Chad and Taylor were surprised to see you," he asked deciding not to argue with her about the topic of her mobility. He found it utterly annoying that she still insisted on public transportation but Gabriella was a stubborn woman.
They had a firm agreement that once she hit 8 months she would stay home and he would drive her wherever she needed to go. He'd practically cleared his entire schedule around the last two months of her pregnancy just to insure she wouldn't pull a fast one on him.
"They were," Gabriella said with a small smirk, "Reminds me of when we use to mess around in the office, you know, before, when I could see my toes."
"Are you forgetting about last night in my office?" he said with smirk, "someone has been insatiable lately."
"Yes, and I'm pregnant, what's your excuse?"
Troy's hands breached the hem of her Pajama shorts reaching up to brush against then intimate part of her thigh, "I'm hot blooded American boy."
Gabriella let out a laugh as she shifted a little to give him better access, "You think you're so charming don't you?"
"You're pregnant aren't you?" he responded playfully.
Shifting behind her she plucked a pillow from her collection and threw it at him. Blocking himself from impact he hit the pillow with his arm causing it to fall to the floor. "That's it, no more Mr. Nice Guy," he grunted lunching forward from his spot and climbing up until he was face to face with her at her side.
Gabriella used her hands to playfully hold him back laughing as she moved away from him, "Troy," she squealed as he leaned in placing kisses all over her face. Another scream escaped her lips and she moved over as she made room for him beside her. Her hair coming down from her loose ponytail in their horseplay.
When the giggles had subsided and the millions of little kisses began to slow into a tender press on her shoulder as they both settled into the quiet of the room. He pushed her hair gently to the side exposing her bare shoulder to him from the wide open neckline of her pajama top. Placing another kiss there Troy shifted so she could lay back on him comfortably and he used his hands to gently rub the side of her belly in a slow soothing motion. "Have you talked to your sister about this weekend?"
Gabriella let out a long sigh as she leaned back into him her hands resting on her belly as well as she gently felt around. "Yes, they agreed to go with us," Gabriella said hesitantly, "I'm not very comfortable with this idea."
"It's just a few baby classes, you girls need to be prepared for these things. Besides you said you wanted to work on our relationship with your sister and David," Troy said with low mumble under his breath.
"And I do but," Gabriella said shrugged her shoulders, "this just feels so double date like, it's weird."
Troy placed another soft kiss on her shoulder. "Well I was going to suggest hitting up some kind of drive in spot where we could park and make out like teenagers, but I guess you wouldn't be into it." Troy huffed jokingly as held her a little closer.
"Oh! Speaking about drive ins!" Gabriella bolted up right in bed as she began scooting towards the edge of their king size bed. "Do you think Mr. Greek Gyros delivers?"
"No," Troy said looking back at the clock, "Not at half past ten."
"Unless," she said reaching for his cellphone from the dresser, and running around to the side of the bed where he was sitting casually, "Someone has a husband who can make anything happen no matter what the time of night?"
A smiled pulled at his lips, "This is a sign that I've spoiled you," he said taking his phone from her hands.
"Please," she said bringing her hands into the praying position, "It's for the baby."
"Of course it is," he said as his cellphone screen came to life under his touch, "Gyro platter with everything on the side?"
After a nod and squeal of joy, Gabriella crawled onto the bed with a smile as she straddled him while he made the call. She dutifully began to unbutton his work shirt slowly taking her time to pop each button loose. When she could pull his shirt open she reached for the hem of his under shirt and pulled it from his pants for she could reach her hands underneath to feel his chest. His skin was warm and hard under her touch, her mouth almost began to drool over the idea of placing a kiss on his abdomen.
Reaching over a little he down the cell phone on the nightstand nearby before he looked up at her with a warm smile, "And what do you think you're doing now?"
"For a hot blooded American boy, you wear too many clothes," she said leaning down to kiss him lightly on his lips. "Since you cut my foot rub short, I'm collecting on next best thing."
"I like this alternative," he murmured lifting his hands up to hold onto her waist. Troy let out a low husky moan as she leaned forward again to place another kiss on his lips this one slow and full as she parted her lips to nip at his gently. "Keeping up with you Mrs. Bolton is beginning to be an athletic sport."
Gabriella let out a muffled laugh as he pushed up with a force shifting their bodies so she was now on her back while he hovered above her. Removing his work shirt he tossed it aside and then lifted the hem of his shirt over his head so he was bare chested before her.
"Now that's more like it," Gabriella teased as she reached her hands up to touch him.
"I live to please my wife."
Bolton and Pierce Family Making a Difference in Our Communities.
Troy and Gabriella Bolton were blessed with a healthy baby boy named Matthew Luis Bolton. Troy Bolton has also successfully launched his business called the Better Tomorrow Community with plenty of investors prepared to back him in his efforts to clean up small family owned businesses and bring new revenue to smaller communities.
David Pierce, brother-in-law to Troy Bolton, has also joined the business by going in as a food and beverage consultant for small owned businesses. The Pierces have been blessed with two beautiful twin girls named Addison and Madison pierce. Both sisters Isabella and Gabriella have become close sisters as well as role models in the light of their husband's dynamic business. Both girls run a charity for struggling families who have lost a parent and suffer from the financial setbacks.
When interviewed Troy Bolton spoke very highly of the charity and of his brother-in-law addition to the company. When asked about his own family Mr. Bolton smiled and held his wife close. "We have every intention of growing our family and as for my father he will be retiring soon. I wish all the best of luck to my half-brother Ryan Evans with that transition and I'll be there for moral support."
The End
Be on the lookout for Manhunting 101 and be sure to follow me on Twitter at Punkpoet69 or check my blog, Behind the Pages, for all story updates and news.