I'm back, after a research paper kicked my ass, I have a final and then I'm free until I go back to school in a semester or so. I just want to be done. Anyway, here's chapter 43.
Charles stood outside the procedure room, pacing, waiting to be reunited with his wife, who was currently sedated as she underwent the eff retrieval. After what seemed like forever, the doctor and assistant came out of the room, the doctor moving to talk to Charles, the assistant moving carefully into another room with a tray. "Mr. Brooks, Olivia did great. We were able to get ten eggs. You can go be with her while she wakes up."
Charles smiled and hugged the doctor and rushed into the room and to Olivia's side. The nurse was busy switching over medications from the propofol used to sedate Olivia, to normal saline. Charles sat next to her and stroked her hair and kissed her knuckles, waiting anxiously for her to wake up. After about fifteen minutes he felt her squeeze his hand faintly. His head snapped up and saw her eyes flutter open. "Hi you," he whispered.
Olivia smiled and caressed his cheek. "Hi," she took a deep breath. "Are they done?"
Charles smiled. "They're all done, baby. The doctor said you did great."
Olivia looked at him. "Good." She closed her eyes. "Mm. So sleepy."
The nurse smiled. "That's normal from the propofol. You'll be groggy for a few hours, you'll wake up a little more over the next half hour or so while we monitor you. Can I get you anything?"
Olivia looked at the nurse and smiled. "I'm okay, thank you." She looked back at Charles. "You're so handsome."
Charles smiled and kissed her knuckles, then her cheek. "And you are so beautiful," he whispered, brushing her hair back.
Olivia heard the door open and saw her doctor come in about twenty minutes later. "Doctor, everything okay?"
The doctor smiled. "We got ten eggs, all of them look healthy. So the next step is we'll fertilize your eggs with Charles' sperm from the specimen he gave last week, and then we'll let them mature for about a week and then we'll transfer the embryos chosen into your surrogate."
Olivia held Charles' hand and smiled. "Okay," she looked over at him, tears in her eyes. "This is real," she whispered.
Charles smiled and wiped away the stray tear that fell from her eye. "It's real," he whispered and kissed her softly.
The doctor smiled. "I'll let you get dressed. Charles can help out if you need it, and then I want him to help walk you out so we can get you home, okay?"
Olivia smiled. "Okay. Thank you." She watched the doctor walk out and she sat up from her declining position and let Charles help her up from the table. She slowly got dressed with some help from Charles and then let him help her out to the front desk to sign discharge papers. Once she'd been told she could take Tylenol for any cramping and that some spotting was normal, they hailed a cab back home. "I just want to sleep."
Charles smiled and helped her in the house once he paid the cabbie. "Then sleep is on the agenda. Do you want to walk up the stairs to the bedroom or shall I carry you?"
Olivia took his hand. "Carry me?"
Charles let go of her hand and picked her up with ease. He looked into her eyes. "Whatever you want, my love," he carried her up to the master bedroom and kicked the door shut behind him. He lay her on the bed and leaned in and kissed her. "Now, my love," he whispered before taking her sneakers off her feet. "Sleep."
Olivia smiled. "Mm, come lay down with me. Hold me."
Charles quickly changed into pajama pants and laid down next to Olivia. He pulled her close and felt her head on his chest. "Sleep now, close your eyes," he whispered, rubbing her back.
Olivia closed her eyes and drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep, only waking up when she needed to use the bathroom. Once she got back in bed she curled up next to Charles and looked at him, sleeping. She smiled and ran her hand over his chest. "My wonderful husband," she whispered and kissed his cheek.
Charles stirred and looked at Olivia. "Hey, how are you feeling?"
Olivia looked into his eyes, her eyes still a little hooded from the grogginess, "Still a little tired, but also hungry… and parched." She shrugged slightly. "I haven't been able to eat since midnight, and it's… wow! It's already three. The kids having playdates after school really messed with my timing today."
Charles smiled. "I'll make you something to eat. What do you want, love?"
Olivia shrugged. "I'm not sure. Surprise me," she smiled and kissed him softly.
Charles kissed her back and rolled her onto her back. "Do you want to stay in bed while I cook or do you want to come downstairs with me?"
Olivia looked up at him, her breath heavy. "I'll come down with you," she smiled and bit her bottom lip. "But uh, you need to get off me first," she whispered, kissing him passionately, cradling his face in her hands. "Mm."
Charles groaned and ran his hand down her torso lightly, her nipples hardening into beads. He heard her groan and he pulled away, looking into her eyes. "We can't. Not yet. You could get an infection."
Olivia nodded. "I know, but that felt so good," she caressed her face and smiled. "Let's go eat before we wind up making out all day."
Charles smiled. "Not that I'd mind that," they chuckled. "But you need to eat," he whispered and caressed her face. "We both do," he smiled and kissed her softly. "Come on beautiful." Charles got off her and helped her up. "You okay? Steady on your feet?"
Olivia smiled. "Baby, I'm fine," she bit her bottom lip. "The sedation wore off enough that I'm steady enough on my feet to walk without help, I'm just still groggy, that's all."
Charles took her hand. "You may not need my help walking down the stairs, but I want to walk hand in hand with you."
Olivia blushed. "Well, okay then," she squeezed his hand a little and they walked down the stairs hand in hand and walked into the kitchen. She jumped up on the counter and smiled at him. "Thank you," she whispered.
"For what, my love?" Charles asked.
Olivia smiled. "For putting up with me through the crazy hormones, the mood swings, the literal pains in my ass." She bit her bottom lip. "I couldn't have done it without you." She whispered and kissed his lips.
Charles caressed her face and smiled. "I'd walk through fire with and for you. A few hormones and some mood swings don't scare me."
Olivia giggled. "Well, the hard part for us is over. Kinda… except worrying about Liz while she's pregnant." She raised an eyebrow.
Charles smiled and caressed her face. "Everything is going to be wonderful. I can't wait to meet our baby."
Olivia grinned. "Our baby." She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I should call Liz and coordinate when a good day for us to do the transfer would be, and then make the appointment with the fertility clinic." She smiled. "You cook something up and I'll call Liz."
Charles smiled and kissed her softly. "Sounds like a plan. Go call Liz."
Olivia hopped off the counter and grabbed her phone, calling their surrogate, Liz. "Hey, Liz? It's Olivia. Yeah, we just wanted to set up the transfer and wanted to know when was best for you. The sixteenth? That sounds perfect. I'll call and make the appointment and text you the details." She nodded. "Okay, thank you so much for everything you're doing. Bye-bye." She hung up and called the clinic and made the appointment for the transfer and texted Liz the details. She walked back into the kitchen to Charles plating their lunch. "Smells delicious, what is that beautiful smell?"
Charles smiled and put the plates and bowls on the breakfast nook. "Grilled cheese and butternut squash soup."
Olivia sat at the breakfast nook and she smiled. "We had butternut squash in the house?"
Charles smiled. "I took a shortcut, that is packaged soup from Panera." He kissed her temple as he walked around and sat in his seat. "But the grilled cheese is special. Garlic bread grilled cheese."
Olivia looked at him. "Oh my, that sounds absolutely orgasmic," she leaned in and kissed him softly. "Thank you for taking such good care of me. Through these fertility treatments, before that, now, always." She smiled. "Let's eat so we can make out until the kids come home," she winked.
Charles smirked and picked up his grilled cheese and took a bite. "Sounds like a plan." They ate their late lunch with flirty banter. Once they finished they cleaned up and then Charles walked Olivia up against the wall.
Olivia looked up at him and smiled. "Well?" She raised an eyebrow. "Are we going to stand here or are you going to—"
Charles cut her off with a kiss that was soft and slow. He slipped his tongue past her lips and they stood there kissing like that for a few minutes.
Olivia broke the kiss and smiled. "I like that," she whispered and took his hand, leading him to the living room that was rarely ever used, and pushed him down on the couch, straddling him for ease of access. "I wish we could do more tonight, but we can kiss," she whispered, kissing his lips. "Touch," she ran her fingers over his chest. "If we keep our clothes on I can even grind on you… I think; it may be too uncomfortable. But if we keep our clothes on… it'll be like we're newly dating."
"We never did go through that stage," he whispered, rubbing her hips.
Olivia chuckled. "No, we didn't, did we?" She nuzzled into him. "No time like the present. Even if we are married."
Charles smiled and pulled her close. His hand tangled in her hair. "Come 'ere." He whispered and kissed her passionately, their tongues meeting in the space between their mouths.
Olivia moaned softly and lightly ran her fingers over his torso, feeling him momentarily tighten his grip on her hips. She smiled into the kiss. "Mm," she moaned, caressing his face with one hand.
Charles wrapped his arms fully around her, enveloping her as they kissed. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes. "My God, what you do to me."
Olivia was breathing heavily and she kissed his neck, hearing him let out a groan. "Want me to stop?" She asked in a whisper that came out throatier than she intended.
Charles gently moved her head so he could look into her eyes. "As long as you know you're making me hard and there's not much we can do about it."
Olivia smiled. "I can take care of you with my mouth."
Charles shook his head. "Not tonight," he whispered.
Olivia looked a little deflated when he said that. "Oh, I just thought you might like—"
Charles caressed her face. "Hey, I love what you do to me with your mouth, but we're newly dating, remember?"
Olivia chuckled. "Charles, I gave you a blowjob the day after I met you," she whispered.
Charles tucked her hair behind her ear. "I remember," he said softly. "But let's make this pretend time be… different." He cocked his head to the side. "I want to explore you over your clothes, and have… outer course with you. Is that a thing?"
Olivia nodded and smiled. "It is in fact a thing, my love."
Charles smiled. "So let pleasure be the goal tonight. All the pleasure I can bring you over your clothes, without penetrating you. Without using my mouth or my fingers on your clit, because I don't want you getting sick."
Olivia kissed him softly. "Thank you," she whispered and kissed his cheek. "I'd like to give you all the pleasure I can too, over your clothes, without actually riding you, without using my hands or mouth on your cock." She whispered. "And hey, dirty talk isn't off the table."
Charles gripped her hair and gently tugged, hearing her let out a breathy moan. "No it's not, and neither is hair pulling." He whispered. "There's still so much we can do to satisfy each other."
A/N: So, that was chapter 43, in the next chapter our surrogate Liz will be Pregnant Until Proven Otherwise (PUPO), and things seem to be going a little too perfectly for these two, so maybe some drama? I don't know, we'll see. Anyway, leave a review if you're so inclined.
