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“Just a few, but will you do me a favor? I forgot my face wash, will you grab it out of my bag?”
“Sure, then make room, I’m joining you.”
I finish washing my hair and turn to see a very happy Declan staring at me. I lick my lips as I roam my over his body and reach out to touch him. He moves fast and has me pinned against the wall kissing me deeply. I lift up and hitch my legs around his waist. Sliding all the way in, he breaks our kiss and stares at me with an intensity. Then he rocks back and forth until I can’t hold his eyes. I press close to him nibbling on his neck until I scream his name. He thrusts a few more times and then calls out against me. He doesn’t move us for a few minutes.
Then he turns to set me on my feet. He proceeds to wash us both and then gets towels to dry.
When I reach for my robe, he stops my hand and leads me back to the bed. He caresses my abdomen and props his elbow, so he towers over me.
“Please tell me it was positive?” he asks quietly.
“What is positive?”
“Sparkle, don’t be afraid to tell me. I saw it in your bag.”
“I’m not afraid to tell you anything, I genuinely don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He continues to rub me lightly staring at me intensely. “I saw the box in your bag. I won’t be mad even though I should have been the one with you to take the test. Tell me what it said.”
“What te–oh my God! Are you talking about the pregnancy test? How the hell did the box get in my bag?” Then it hits me. Charlie picked up my hoodie from the floor, and I bet the box was under it.
“Sweetie, I didn’t take any test. It wasn’t me.”
His face falls, and there’s disappointment in his eyes. Then there’s fire.
“Please don’t fucking tell me that Jimi knocked my sister up? I will kill him.”
I know there’s a strict sisterhood code I’m about to break, but I can’t take the chance Declan will overreact. He better know how to keep his mouth shut after I tell him.
“No, Abbi’s not pregnant. Actually, no one is pregnant there was just a scare. It was Charlie, but it was negative. But Declan you can’t say anything; she hasn’t had a chance to talk to Blake yet. Turns out we think it was a touch of food poisoning.”
“Are you fucking kidding me!? Blake doesn’t wrap his shit up? What are they thinking? Do they want to procreate? Can you imagine?”
I giggle at his terminology. “Procreate? That’s a pretty big word honey.”
“What the fuck ever–thank God that crisis is averted.” He lays back but keeps his hands on me.
“Dec, that’s mean. Charlie was actually a little upset.”
“I’m being honest.”
“Let’s discuss the fact that you wanted it to be positive. This is not the first time you’ve mentioned having kids. I think we need to talk about it. I want to wait a little while after we’re married.”
“How long are you thinking?”
“At least a year. I want to be in a position where we are both stable in our careers and can take care of a baby.”
“Too long. And we are in a position to take care of a baby.”
“No, we’re not. Babies cost a lot of money, and they are completely reliant on us. We’ve got a ton of unknowns ahead of us. If you go on tour next summer, it will suck to be pregnant and have to stay home.”
“First of all that would never happen. You go where I go. I did that shit this summer without you and I won’t do it again. And second, I don’t want you to ever doubt my ability to take care of you and our children. Financially and emotionally, you will always be number one.”
“I still say we should wait a while.”
He pulls the duvet over us, and I snuggle to his chest. We’re still naked, and I welcome the warmth of his body heat.
“Sparkle, we’ll do whatever you want. But if that test was yours and it was positive, I’d be over the moon happy.”
