Five Years Later
I plopped another large box on the table in front of the large window. I let out a sigh and turned to look back at the small gathering of people. I smiled, today was going amazing. I was so happy so many of our friends and family could make it to Jess’s shower. This was a big moment for her - for both her and Tristan.
I looked around for her. I spotted her over at the table full of fruits and snacks. I shook my head.
Thank God I got extra watermelon.
“Hey,” I walked up to her. She pushed her dark hair out of her face and looked up at me. She smiled as she ate more watermelon.
“Hey, thanks for getting extra watermelon!” She added a few extra pieces to her plate.
“No problem. I remembered it’s all you and baby want right now.” I looked down at her swollen stomach.
“Yeah, I feel like all I do is eat.” She rolled her eyes. “I’m such a whale right now.”
I scowled at her. “Jess, you’re eight months pregnant! Your body is changing to grow another shifter! Its amazing and you look freaking incredible! Don’t be so hard on yourself.” I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and gave her a quick side hug.
“Look at all these people.” I turned her out to look at the crowed. “They’re here to celebrate you and this new addition that will be coming in a few weeks.”
She leaned her head on my shoulder. I felt her smile. “I can’t believe we’re almost to the end. These last eight months have gone by so fast.”
“Tell me about it, feels like it was just yesterday you told us you two were expecting.” I thought back to the lunch we met up for last summer. Both her and Tristan were all smiles, giddy, itching to share something with us.
“Any plans for you guys in the near future?” I heard her ask.
I felt a slight sting at her question. We had been trying for almost two years. Last summer when they told us she was pregnant, I was planning on telling her that we had been trying for a year at that point. But when they shared their news, it just didn’t seem like the right time. Since then, it’s never felt like the right time. But is there ever a right time for anything?
I sighed. “Well, we’ve been trying actually.”
I could leave out some of the details right? I thought as I tried to figure out what I should tell her.
“Really?” She asked excitedly. “I kind of wondered.” She said quietly.
“Why?” I asked confused.
“Well I know you’ve always wanted kids, but I’ve noticed a change in you.”
I frowned. “A change?”
Damn. I thought I was being good at hiding my struggles.
“Yeah,” She picked up her fruit. “My senses are heightened now that I’m pregnant. I notice things most shifters wouldn’t.” She shrugged her shoulders.
“Oh?” I really didn’t understand where she was going with this.
She looped her arm around mine and walked us to the stairs leading up to the top floor of their house.
“Come on.” She tugged me up the stairs, moving quickly for a pregnant woman.
“Your waddle is so cute.” I smiled.
She laughed. “Shut up, I can’t help it!” She poked her tongue out at me.
She pulled me into their bedroom and into the on suite bathroom.
“You haven’t gotten your period this month.” She said as she pulled open drawers.
“You’ve been tracking my cycles?” I felt like my eyes were bulging out of my head.
What a weird woman.
“Not getting a period is not something unusual for me. You know that.” I shook my head.
“Yeah I know.” She pulled a box out and tossed it at me.
I fumbled with it before catching it securely in my hands. I looked down and read what it said.
“I’m not pregnant, Jess.” I looked back up at her. I felt the tears sting my eyes, I hadn’t yet talked myself up to get the courage to take a test this month. The idea of another NO destroyed me.
“I think you’re wrong.”
“Jess,” I sat down on the edge of the large jacuzzi tub. “It’s going to be negative. It’s always been negative. The last eight-teen months it’s always been negative.” I whispered the last half of my comment.
“Eight-teen months?” She moved to sit beside me. “Liv! Why didn’t you tell me?” She reached out and squeezed my hand. “I could have been there to support you, to listen to you vent, whatever you needed.”
“I didn’t want to burden you. This has been such a positive time in your life and I didn’t want to take that away from you by listening to my problems.” I shrugged my shoulders.
It all sounded so silly now.
“You’re my best friend. I will always be there for you. You can come to me with anything, at any time. It doesn’t matter what’s happening in my life. You know that!” She gave my hand a tight squeeze.
“Now, I know you may not want to take that but I know what it’s going to say.” She said quietly. “It’s going to say that you’re pregnant, and I think you should find that out for yourself before my mom brings out the sangria.”
“How could you possibly know?” I looked at her. She sounded freaking crazy.
“I’m pregnant. I can smell the changes in your hormones.” She smiled. “Just take the test.”
I wiped the tears from my cheeks as I let out a shaky breath.
“Wow.” I whispered staring down at the two lines in front of me.
“Congratulations.” Jess finally whispered from the other side of the bedroom. I looked up at her, a small shaky smile pulled on my lips. I could feel the tears brimming my eyes once again.
“How is this real?” I let out a laugh. “I feel like I’m in a dream.”
“It doesn’t feel real until the first ultrasound.” She smiled. “I’ll let you settle before you come back down.” I heard Jess move from the bed.
“Can, um…” I let out a deep breath. “Can you get Kaine?”
She smiled at me. “Yes I can.” She opened the door and quickly slipped out before she left me alone in her bedroom with just my thoughts.
It felt like it was an hour before Kaine moved into the room, but it was probably about five minuets. He held a look of concern on his face as his eyes surveyed the room, looking for me.
“Hey,” He took three quick steps towards me. “What’s wrong?” His hands came to the side of my face. His thumbs wiped away the tears as his eyes searched mine.
I let out a small laugh. “I’m fine.” I shook my head. “I’m great actually.”
His facial expression turned into one look of confusion.
“Then why are you crying?”
“I’m pregnant.” I whispered.
“What?” His eyes scanned my face, looking for some sign that I was joking. “Seriously?” His voice cracked.
I nodded my head, letting out a small giggle as I passed him the positive test.
“We’re going to have a baby?” He asked again, his brain struggling to accept the fact that I was being serious.
“Yes.” I wrapped my hands around his hands that held the pregnancy test. His eyes locked back onto mine. He broke from my grip and pulled me into a tight hug. His face hiding into the side of my head. He took a deep breath, breathing in my scent.
“I’m going to be a daddy.” He whispered, disbelief still evident in his voice. “We’re going to be someones parents.” He was in complete awe.
“I love you.” I said, laughing into his chest.
We had been waiting so long for this moment. My heart swelled at the thought of him holding our little baby, rolling around on the floor as they played.
“I fucking love you.” He replied. “So damn much. You’re amazing.” He pulled back and pressed his lips against my waiting ones.
“Parents.” He smiled wide at me. “Wow.”
“You’re going to be the best daddy.” I snuggled my head into his chest as he held me against him.
“And you’re going to be the best mama.” He kissed the top of my head.
“You think so?” I asked.
“I know so.” He tucked the test into the inside pocket of his jacket. “Well Mama, time to head back out and keep this secret to ourselves.”
I smiled up at him.
I’m so lucky. I thought as I admired the amazing man that stood in front of me.
“Just for a little while longer.” I responded. “Right now, this moment is ours.”
He leaned down and kissed me on last time before we walked out of the room together.
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