I was looking at all my friends as we had our daily meeting and they all had blank stares on their faces as they looked at me.
“She’s still gorgeous, but I’m worried she’s unhealthy. She’s got this pudge to her stomach and it’s like she is happy about it or something. I don’t know how much she’s spending on fat people clothes. I saw a few of the items and there’s no way they’d ever fit her. And what the hell is Creed going to think?He would love her anyway because she’s still gorgeous, but it’s unhealthy.”
I could hear crickets as they all just stared at me.
“What?” I looked at all of them and they looked at each other.
“Are we going to tell him or just let this continue?” Irons asked.
“Maybe if we stare at him long enough we can watch as the light bulb finally flips on.” Bolton leaned closer to watch me.
“What am I missing here?” I asked.
“Okay, let’s start from the top. You said she’s got a little belly starting, she was sick up until about a week ago, she’s ordering clothes that she doesn’t fit in yet, she gets insane cravings, she cries a lot and gets tired. What else?” Granger asked with a shit eating grin on his face.
“Maybe she hasn’t talked to you yet because she knows you’ll smother her.” Bolton said.
“Talk to me about what?” I was so lost it wasn’t even funny.
“Has she been on the rag since you started staying there?” Drakos asked.
“How the hell would I know that, you sick bastard!” I snapped at him.
“Jesus, you guys can be so dense sometimes.” Bolton shook her head.
“Hey, he’s the only one in the dark here, Bolton.” Irons said.
Bolton rolled her eyes. “The only reason you guys know is because Granger can’t keep his mouth shut.” Bolton began arguing with the guys.
As they argued I tried putting all the pieces together. “Holy shit, is she getting ready for another movie? She doesn’t want me to know because I told Creed I’d keep my eye on her? Dammit! She promised him no more sex scenes. Fuck, who do I have to kill now? It better not be Ryan Reynolds, he’s a pretty cool guy, but he’s not touching Creed’s girl. Shit, do hot curvy girls even make sex scenes?” I needed to look that up. The women they used for movies were way too skinny in my opinion. A guy needed something to grab onto when he was pounding into a woman.
They all looked at me and you could hear a pin drop.
“Dammit! I’m the one putting up with her pudgy ass, and I deserve to know!” I was getting pissed.
“I don’t think he’s ready for the truth yet. Let’s move on to Creed’s Squadron.” Axton changed the subject. “We heard some chatter last night that a high value target was made and executed. I can’t confirm it was Creed’s mission, but I’d say the chances are high. It was in Jordan so that does make sense.”
Emotions
Morgan
I was sixteen weeks pregnant and thank God Josh didn’t know a damn thing about women. I asked that nobody told him just yet. He was already driving me insane by constantly watching over me, and I knew once he learned I was pregnant it would get worse. Hell, even Addie knew and dreaded Josh finding out. The fact that she could keep a secret so well didn’t sit well with me, to be honest. Even my family knew, but Josh was kind of an idiot when it came to women’s bodies.
We had a lot of things going on. School started a few weeks ago and I was putting the finishing touches on Addie’s birthday cake. Josh and I were planning her birthday party at the beach since we were experiencing a hotter than normal September. We invited my family and all of her friends and their parents. Addie had a meltdown when I refused to allow her to have a birthday party that was girls only.
Oh, then there’s the theme Addie requested. It wasn’t princess or even something cute and delicate like most girls wanted. No, it was an evil queen themed party. Her cake was of Maleficent, and I had to have all the décor specially made. It freaked me out until Bolton explained that little girls that didn’t like little princesses tended to be independent rule breakers thatdo not conform to the standards put on little girls at young ages to be gentle, compliant, and sweet. Addie simply related better to the evil queens because she wasn’t going to be societies little doormat. She would make her own rules and be the queen of her own life. She promised Addie wasn’t on the fast track to becoming a female serial killer.
A few weeks ago, Josh exposed her to GI Jane and that really took hold. I hoped at least one of my babies was a girl. Yep, it was twins, and I was obviously pregnant to anyone with a half a brain. Josh still didn’t have a clue. Either that or he was in denial. The other day I cried when I couldn’t wear my favorite Dolce and Gabbana blouse to meet Addie’s teacher because my boobs were too big. His answer was to cut the sweets out of my diet and stop eating all his cookies that I made. He then recommended a diet because I was really gaining it in the waist. I was four months pregnant with twins and he still hadn't figured it out.
I was doing okay. Creed was still dark, and it had been well over two months. I knew there would be times of going dark, but I never dreamed it would be well over two months. I wrote to him that I was pregnant but every letter I wrote came back to me.
The prospects had everything ready for the cookout at the beach. I had the cake and Felicity was bringing the ice cream. Steph was bringing the fruit punch, and I had everything packed. That included sunscreen and everything we needed for the beach. Addie was in her swimsuit with a cover, and I was in mine. As soon as Josh walked in, Addie was running after Nikko.
Josh paused and looked at me in my sheer bathing suit cover. He ran his hand down his face as he looked at me then pointed at my stomach. “I can see through your shirt.”
I nodded real big. “It’s a swim suit cover.”
He sighed. “I think we need to have a little talk about your health. When was the last time you took a shit? Because that does not look like fat.”