Chapter 3- Bliss

Two months later

Amaija

I sit by the fridge with a pile of food laid out before me. It’s after midnight. Xoi is streaming late, so he’ll probably sleep at his office tonight. I woke up starving; this little one keeps me on my toes. Thankfully, my morning sickness had now passed, but these nighttime hunger surges are in to replace it.

“You’re a greedy one, aren’t you?”I scoop another chunk of ice cream in my mouth, savoring the taste.

“My heart…”I jump at the sound of his voice; he’s talked to me about having these nighttime meals, but he’s not the one carrying his big head baby, and mama gotta eat. I turn my face to the side to hide, then scoop another spoon of ice cream and swallow it. Xoi laughs as he walks up to me.

“Babe, we talked about this; the doctor doesn’t recommend it.” He says. 

"Babe, you do want our child to starve, do you? The little one wants ice cream,” I tell him.

“I think mommy is the one that wants ice cream,” he replies.

“And mommy gets what she wants,” I say back. I scoop another spoon of ice cream in my mouth, throw the tub back in the fridge, and then stretch my hands out for him to pick me up. He grins and obliges, scooping me up in his arms. I wrap my hands around his neck and my feet around his torso.

“I thought you were spending the night,” I tell him.

“And stay away from you and our baby? Never.”I smile, nuzzling into his neck. Then jump up suddenly.

“Wait! I left food on the ground.”

He kisses my lips and says. “I’ll get it later because right now I want some you and me time,” 

 He walks to the room, puts me gently on the bed, and strips away my pajamas. “You’re so beautiful.”

He kisses my stomach before moving his mouth to my lips. He takes off his clothes quickly and throws them to the side. I laugh as he crawls on the bed.

“What did you and my baby do today?”

“Completed some IVR for the game. What about you, how was work?”He slips his shaft. I gasp, wrapping my legs around him as he begins to move slowly. I start grinding my waist to match his rhythm, panting as he fucks me hard and fast. Finally, we’re at the edge. We climax together; he collapses beside me.

                “Work was good, but I missed you two,” Xoi says. He pulls me into his arms and kisses my neck.

 "I can see that; we missed you two." He slips down to my stomach and kisses it before returning to my side and pulling me into his arms. 

"My best girls." He whispers.

"I don't know what we're having yet."

He pulls me tighter and says."I know it's a girl, and she'll be as pretty as you." I smile, my heartwarming as I drift off to sleep, totally at peace and happy with my little growing family. 

*****

Two days later

Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong

I jump out of bed and run to the door. I peek through the lock and scream when I see who’s standing at the door. I pull it open.

“Zara!”I hug her. Our parents are best friends, so we grew together like sisters. Unfortunately, she lives in Texas, so I don’t get to see her a lot, but we talk on the phone frequently.

 “Aren’t you glowing?” she tells me. I roll my eyes as I usher in.

“I think they tell every pregnant woman that so they can feel better about getting fat,” I respond.

"Maybe, but there's a glow."I smile as she hugs me; she pulls away and looks me over.

“Seriously, you look happy,”

“I am. My munchkin is healthy, my baby daddy is hot, and my career is doing well, so I can’t complain,” I say. 

“How are you? I haven’t spoken to you in... wow, a month. I feel terrible.”

“I’m doing well, we both have busy lives, and you’re pregnant,” Zara screams and grabs my hand; I grin as we embrace again. “I can’t wait to be an aunt; that baby will be adorable. I rub my stomach and smile.

“Enough about me and the munchkin; what have you been up to?” I ask her.

 “Work, work, and more work. Oh, and of course, the divorce has been finalized; I’m looking forward to being young and single.” She’s two years younger than me and got married to her high school sweetheart right out of high school.

“I’m sorry you and Marcus didn’t last,” I say as she follows into the kitchen, grabbing a glass of lemonade for me and a glass of Moscato for her.

"His jealously was getting too hard to handle. It was always, who am I with? Who’s that colleague? Why am I five minutes late getting home from work?” she says. I hand her the glass and sit; she follows.

"He always loved you, maybe more than you did him."

Zara smiles, “I know he does, but it is love that felt like a prison more than a romance. I don’t want a love that’s suffocating." 

“I understand. That’s what I love about Xoi; we can be apart and still be together. I trust him, and he trusts me; I don’t need to ask him where he’s going or check his phone.”

 “That’s great. I know Xion was worried about his age, and how do I say this, lack of career,” she reveals.

“Your brother too? Ugh, Jaden’s been on me about it. He has a career, and age is just a number; Xoi is very mature, and he’s been nothing short of amazing during this entire process,” I say in Xoi's defense. I know they were never fond of him, but I think they are being a little too harsh. 

“You know me. I want you to be happy, so if Xoi makes you happy, then I'll support you two."

"Thanks, that's why you're my favorite." She laughs.

"But seriously, do you see yourself marrying him?" I pause for a second. I’ve never thought about marrying Xoi. I thought of him as my hot young boyfriend, not my future husband, when I met him. I love him, though, so I suppose I would marry him.

“If he asks, I would probably say yes.”She takes a sip of her champagne and eyes me. “Probably?”

“Well, he’s so young,” I reply.

You knew that before you started riding his peen,” I laugh.

“You can say penis, you know. I don’t know how you’re so reserved when your mother is...not,” I tease her.

“I have my father’s personality, thank god. But, did you know she told Marcus to get a life and a real job and stop watching her daughter? Her exact words,” Zara adds.

I snicker. “Aunt Kenya didn’t.”

“Oh yes, she did,” Zara confirms.

“What life is he supposed to have? You are his life,” She sighed. “That was the problem. He’s a struggling author, and I’m a med resident with a sizeable trust fund. He probably believed I would have left him for one of the doctors I worked with. Most men can’t handle it when the woman makes more money.”

 "That's why my baby is so special; he doesn't care that I make more."

“I said men, not boys,” Zara retorts back.

 “Not you too!”

“I’m joking; I like the little preteen,” she says.

I grab a cushion and smack her with it.

“You’re becoming just as bad as Jaden and Brin.”

“Jaden? How is he?” she asks after hearing my brother’s name.

I roll my eyes; she’s had a crush on him since we were kids. “Not this again.”

 “Is he single?” she continues.

"Yes, but you know he sees you as his sister,” I frankly tell her.

 “That’s so unfair we aren’t related.”

 “Tell him, not me,” 

“Maybe I need to show him I’m all grown up.”

“Right, like your striptease two years ago while we were at the cabin and you were still married. If that didn't tell Zayne you were grown, I don't know what will."

"It's wasn't good lightning and was accidental."

"Right," I say and roll my eyes.

"Shut up, and let's go."

 “Where are we going?” I ask her, slightly confused.

“I need retail therapy, something sexy. Plus, I need to get you a baby gift.”

“The baby shower is months away,” 

“I’ll get you something now and another one when the baby shower comes around.” I was hoping for a quiet day inside, but I wouldn't mind getting a little shopping done with one of my favorite people.

"Come on, let’s go!!"

 “Okay, okay, I’m coming,”