Knocked up, by her best friend's dad.(27)
“Argh. That’s it. If I listen to anymore I’m going to start yelling. From now on, I’m going to learn form an instructor. Since you won’t let me pay for much I’ll use some of the money I’m saving for two lessons a week.”
“I can teach you.”
“No.” I pull over and park the car. “If you teach me right now all we’re going to do is fight. This way prevents that.”
I’d saved us from major arguments. He hasn’t taught me since, but he does pay for my third lesson. He tried to pay for my other two, but I put my foot down. I conceded to him paying for one. So, for the last couple of weeks I’ve been having driving lessons. I’m getting confident and gathering hours.
I’d been out with my friends, but I spent most of my night with Adam. We went to the movies, dinner and even bowling, but my favorite thing to do was get a movie, snacks and relax on the sofa together. Lately, I usually fell asleep before the movie even finished, but I didn’t mind, I always woke up snuggled in our bed, to either Adam or his warm pillow.
I helped him with his work. His paperwork was a mess, but after a couple of days of sorting through it, I now had an easy system which had me spending an hour a day to keep up with it all. If I was home and not busy, I answered his phone and helped with appointments.
Life was good. I was almost scared that it was too good, but day by day, Adam would ease any worry I had and just, well, just love me.
I COULD TELL SOMETHING WAS different this family night. Kate had just dropped by, and Adam stuck to me like glue. I’d offered to help, but both Adam’s mother and grandmother had shooed me away and told me they didn’t want or need help.
Adam’s cousins started arriving and I started to worry I’d forgotten someone’s birthday. When the house was full to the brim with Adam’s family, I tugged on his arm. “Is something going on? Is it a birthday or an anniversary? You didn’t tell me. I didn’t pick anything up or get a card.”
“Hannah, they’re here for us.”
“What?” I took a step back and then gasped as he nodded behind me, and then dropped down onto one knee. I shook my head as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small blue, velvet box. I stumbled back and looked around to see everyone watching us.
“Hannah Wright, I love you more than any words I could ever say. Every day I fall more in love with you and how you make me feel. Will you do me the honor and marry me?” He opened the velvet box.
I stared down, speechless at the stunning ring. It was a gold band with lots of diamonds in an infinity symbol, in the center of the loop sat a white gold heart. It was perfect. It was something I’d pick out myself. I darted my gaze up to my man, and at the look of utter love and devotion I threw myself at him and yelled, “Yes. Yes. A thousand times yes.”
ADAM
I HELD MY DAUGHTERS, ALISSA and Layla in my arms as Hannah fed our son, Jacob. She was breastfeeding, but we were supplementing with formula. I thought I knew what babies were like, but having one was a lot different than having three at the same time. My son was a muma’s boy and didn’t take the bottle top ups very well. Hannah, was amazing. I was so damn proud of her. She seemed to be in her element as a mother. My own mother and grandmother came over and helped with the babies, but even they were surprised at how well Hannah was doing with them all.
At two months old, the babies were thriving. Hannah had been put on bed rest from thirty-three weeks to thirty-nine when she had the babies by Cesarean. Tonight, my parents were babysitting so Hannah and I could go out for dinner and a movie.
Hannah and I married a month after I proposed in my parent’s backyard, surrounded by our close friends and family. Hannah looked radiant as she walked down the flower stewed aisle on Jamie’s arm. They weren’t close like they’d been before, but Hannah forgave him and they were friends, and because of the friendship they had, she had wanted him to give her away and I felt it was fitting.
“Are you going to give over my daughters so I can feed them and put this little man in his cot, or you going to stare at me all night?”
Winking at Hannah, I looked down at my daughters and then back at my wife. “I could stare at all my girls all night, they’re so beautiful.”
The husky laugh that came from Hannah, had my cock coming alive. I wondered if we had time if the babies slept after being fed for a quickie. “I love you, Adam, but I can tell by that look what you want, and no we don’t have time. I booked the restaurant and it would be nice to not be half an hour late.”
I went to Hannah, placed Layla on the boomerang pillow beside the chair, and helped Alissa get to her food. I then carefully detached a sleeping Jacob and swapped him with Layla, sighing wishfully at seeing my wife’s breasts. I didn’t like sharing. I loved my wife’s body, but for my babies I’d share her breasts.
Hannah giggled. “Did you just sigh when you got a look at my breasts?”
Picking up Jacob, I brought him over to the cot and placed him in before turning back to Hannah. “Yep. I miss them. I just have to remind myself they’re on loan and I’ll get them back.”
Her giggle turned into a full-blown laugh and had my two little girls crying as it made it hard with their mummy laughing to eat. “I love you. Go shower and get ready so we can go out.”