By the time she was in her seventh month of pregnancy, Becca was totally tired and wished the days would pass by quickly so that she could be done with the whole thing. Her body felt like it belonged to someone else, and she was constantly tired, but there was nothing she could do about her condition. She wondered if this was how every pregnant woman felt and when she put the question to Sandra, the latter had assured her that indeed, she had felt that way too. She now visited the doctor every week and was assured that everything was moving smoothly and that her baby was doing well. This evening, she was relaxing with her feet up on the table as she was wont to do every evening, as she found that it helped relax her a lot when the doorbell rang. Groaning, she lumbered up from the chair in which she was sitting, to find Dan standing outside her door with a sheepish smile on his face. “Oh, hello stranger.” She said but stepped aside to let him in. Things had been strained between the t
By the time Becca was in her eighth month of pregnancy, she began her maternity leave at the insistence of her doctor. Luckily enough, Sandra, whose position she had been sort of occupying, was back, but Becca was told that she was welcome to come back if she wanted a job after her maternity leave was over. Her last day in the school before her leave was one that would forever be ingrained in her memory. The kids she taught had all come with presents for her unborn baby, and with the help of Sandra, had thrown a small party in school for her, complete with a cake. It was the sweetest thing that had happened to her in a long while, and Becca had found herself crying profusely and alarming some of the kids.She was so thankful that Dan and Becca were her neighbors, and that they had taken it upon themselves to become her friends because she did not know what on earth she would have done without them. Dan brought her food and gave her the best foot massages ever, while Sandra came over a
Sandra was silent for some minutes, causing Becca to wonder if she was going to go off again, but then, she sighed softly and said,“I know you’re just trying to look out for me. I know you all are, but I swear that Sam has changed. I swear it! He’s a different man than he was. He was just drunk the other day.”“If you say so. But if you want my honest opinion, I think that drunk or not, that behavior he pulled was inexcusable, and you should have let the police arrest him so he could think of what he has done. He thrashed your brother’s house, for chrissakes, causing him to spend unnecessary money fixing things that weren’t supposed to need fixing. Such behavior…”“I know, I know. We’ve got it all figured out though. Sam is seeing a therapist. In no time, he’ll be better. You’ll all see. Then, he and I and Alex can all live together as one big, happy family. Maybe we can even have another child or two more.” Sandra finished, her eyes taking on a dreamy look that was scary because it
“Ah! I knew I’ll find you here. Hello, Becca.” He told his sister, and spoke to Becca at the same time, coming in and placing a kiss on Sandra's forehead, before taking Alex from her arms and expertly tossing him up in the air and catching him. The child giggled happily, smiling up in adoration at Dan. Dan was clearly his favorite person, even more than his mother was.“Yeah. Welcome. Guess what? Becca’s got this hot date and she’s refusing to tell me about it.” Sandra told him, shaking her head in mock annoyance.“Well, I don’t blame her, seeing as you’re such a tattletale. Anyway, I’m glad you think that I’m hot.” Dan replied, winking at Becca who smiled at him.“What are you two talking … oh! I feel so stupid! You’re the one taking her out. Well, you should have just said so.” Sandra exclaimed, slapping her palm against her head in frustration, as her brother and Becca laughed at her. “Anyway, are you ready, Becca? You look really gorgeous, by the way.” Dan told Becca.“I’m ready
The touch of his lips against hers sent a jolt of electricity through her veins. Dan gasped when she kissed him, and remained still at first, causing Becca’s heart to pound in her chest and making her wonder if she had overstepped her bounds. The split second before she decided to take her lips off his and apologize profusely, however, Dan sighed and kissed her back, causing her to sigh in relief. The kiss was passionate and long, and the desire that had been gripping Becca for the past months sprang to life, as she moaned into his mouth and ran her hands over his well-sculpted body. She reveled in the feel of his hard muscles that rippled under her fingers as she caressed them.Dan kissed her so expertly that she never wanted the kiss to end, and she kissed him back just as fervently. Before both of them knew what was happening, the kiss began to get out of hand, and Becca was already beginning to undo the top buttons of Dan’s shirt, immediately forgetting her resolve not to do anyth
It was amazing, and strange how quickly time flew by. The twins were now four months, going on five months old, and Ryan had developed such a bond with them that in just the two months plus of their living with him, he could not imagine his life without seeing their smiles. So this was what it felt like to be a parent? Not that he considered himself to be fully their parent. Craig was still alive, or more truthfully, barely alive. It was four months since the accident and the surgery that the doctors had had to carry out to save his life, but he still remained in a coma, and Ryan was beginning to despair that he would ever come out of it.The doctors had talked about taking off the life support, but Ryan would not hear of it, at least not for now. He still chose to hope that at any time now, Craig would come out of his coma. Angela was now a permanent fixture in the house, having inserted herself as a ‘surrogate mother’ to the twins, just as she had said she would. She was so good wit
The drive to the cemetery where Craig was to be buried, seemed to take forever, with Ryan seated stiffly in the backseat and Angela seated beside him, rubbing his shoulders in support and sympathy. He still couldn’t believe it, although he supposed that there really wasn’t any reason to be so surprised. After all, the doctors had told him that this was what would most likely happen in the end and that Craig was highly unlikely to come out of the coma. Ryan had held out so much hope though, but still, Craig had died. The twins now had no one but him, and would never know either of their biological parents. Even though he had had this whole while, and even the two weeks since Craig had died, to come to terms with the loss, it felt so unbelievable and unfair. “I hope those bastards rot in jail for the rest of their miserable lives.” He ground out through clenched teeth, gripping Angela’s hand hard when she took his hand to comfort him so that she winced. “I’m sorry.” He apologized imme
The rest of the funeral passed in a jiffy. As usual, the paparazzi tried to get Ryan to talk, but he ignored them the same way he did whenever they tried to get him to say something of recent. Craig’s father, Noah, had invited him and Angela to have something to eat at their family house, and Ryan took him up on the offer, so now, they were at the house, sitting in tense silence with Noah, and Anna in their study. Angela was also there, and for once, Ryan was grateful for her presence, as he felt very uncomfortable being alone with Anna and Noah. The two of them were staring daggers at him, as though he had killed their favorite puppy, which he supposed he had done in a way by not informing them of their grandkids' existence on time.“Uh … you’ve got a really nice place here, Mr. Noah. I like it all … the house, the lush lawns, everything.” Angela said into the thick silence, fidgeting a little and wishing that they would just go home, but she had to be there for Ryan.“Thank you, Ang