Happily Ever Addendum (3 page)

"Christ, Aidan!" The startled
expletive left my lips before I could think.

"Are you okay? What’s wrong?"
He crouched down on the floor in front of me, panic flooding his words and
features.

"Nothing is wrong." I took a
deep breath. "Have you ever heard of knocking?"

"I yelled for you, but you didn’t
answer me." He looked at me warily. "Are you sure you are okay? You
were holding your stomach and crying."

"I’m fine." I put one hand on
his shoulder, the other still holding the towel over my chest. "It was the
first time I could feel them. That’s all, so nothing—"

"You can feel them?" His eyes
widened. His hands went to my stomach. "Can I feel? Are they still
moving?" Aidan kept looking from my face to my stomach, looking like a kid
on his birthday.

"I don’t think so. It was more like
an inside feeling. I think it's still too soon to feel movement from the
outside." I slowly stood and slipped into the robe.

"Where are you going?" He
stood up when I started to walk away.

"To get dressed." I said over
my shoulder.

His presence crowded my back, before his
arms slipped under my knees and back.

"Aidan!"

"I got you." He said, carrying
me toward the bed and lay me down.

"What are you..?" Before I
could finish, he laid on the bed next to me. With the robe pulled open, his
hands went to the small bare bump.

"Shh." He said as he caressed
my bare stomach with his smooth hand. "Tell me when they move again."

I laughed.

"It could take forever for them to
move again and I'm starving." I started to roll away.

Aidan pressed me down into the bed.

"Stay here." He gave me a
stern look and rolled away, grabbing the phone from the side table.

"Hey Rachel, could you have dinner
brought up here tonight?"

"Aidan, we can go down—"

"Thanks, Rachel." He hung up.
"Dinner is on its way." He smirked. "Now, tell me if they move
around again.

I sigh but relent, laying down while
waiting for the food.

"Hey." Aidan’s voice was just
a whisper. I looked down realizing he wasn’t talking to me. "How are you
doing in there?" His lips were so close to my belly I could feel the every
warm breath against my skin. "I’m your daddy."

Then I felt it.

"Did you feel it?" I asked. He
shook his head, looking frustrated. "I told you it would probably take
some time."

He sighed. "Yeah, I guess."

The knock at the door pulled Aidan's
attention from my stomach. He stood and went to answer the door. I covered my
stomach back up and this time he allowed me to sit up.

Jay pushed a cart in with food on it.

"Sorry, Jay." I gave him my
best apologetic look. "I told lazy, here, that we could go down to the table."

He smiled. "It is perfectly fine,
Mrs. Iverson." He turned to Aidan. "Will that be all, sir?"

"Yes. Thank you, Jay." Jay
closed the door upon his exit. Aidan made two plates of food and brought them
to the bed, handing me one.

"Thank you." I said.

"You are very welcome." He sat
next to me, his own plate in his hands.

Acting as if I'd never seen a plate of
food before, I shoveled large forkfuls into my greedy mouth.

"So, you going to tell me what’s
going on with you?" Aidan spoke with a serious tone.

I shrugged, putting another bite in my
mouth.

"Lilli, please talk to me. I-I
don’t think I can take the distance between us much longer." He looked
down, defeated and not touching his food.

Taking a deep breath, I put down my
plate and turned to him.

"I’m sorry." I whispered.
"I really don’t mean to…well, to distance myself. I just…" I furrowed
my brow.

"Look, I know everything that
happened really stressed you out and it's still eating at you. I understand,
honestly, I do." He took a breath. "I…I just miss you." He
whispered.

I didn’t know what to say. Still feeling
a little apprehensive, I stayed silent.

"Knowing you're so unhappy about
being pregnant crushes me. But, you not telling me what you feel…kills me."

I placed my hand on his forearm, drawing
his attention toward me. He looked up and met my eyes.

"It’s hard, Aidan. I'm the
suffer-in-silence type of person."

"Please, tell me." Aidan put
his plate on the bed and placed his left hand on mine.

"There are a lot of feelings going
on right now." I bit my lip and looked away from him.

He grabbed my plate and moved it away
from me. He, then, lightly grasped my chin, holding my face to his.

"You can tell me anything."
His eyes, pleading for answers, bore into mine.

One deep breath in, I blew out and
began.

"I feel betrayed, naive, foolish,
hurt, angry, nervous, scared. Hell, I’m just so unsure of everything…including
myself."

"I’m sorry." He pulled me into
his arms. "It’s my fault you are in all of this. You have to be regretting
every second of this agreement. But, Lilli." He pulled back, looking into
my eyes once more, "don’t think for one second that I do. I could
never…regret you. You are my life.
They
are my life." He pressed his
hand against my stomach.

"I love you, Lilli." He
paused, watching my reaction. "You don’t have to say it back. I understand
your hesitation, but please know that I have loved you for a while now. Falling
for you was way too easy. And, it happened faster than anything I have ever
experienced. I am not lying, nor do I have an alternative agenda, when I tell
you that
I love you
." His lips brushed mine gently and I returned
the kiss.

Aidan cupped my face with his hand,
slowly deepening the kiss. His hand ghosted over my skin, resting on my right
breast, causing me to moan in his mouth. Pushing the terry cloth robe aside, he
embraced my breast lovingly before he found my nipple and began to rub.

Moaning louder, he laid me back and moved
his lips over my chin, neck and down, taking my nipple into the warmth of his mouth.
Gripping his hair firmly with my right hand, his tongue worked magically over
the hard tip.

"I love you." He whispered as
he moved his lips up to my collarbone and his hand slid down over the baby bump
to between my thighs. "I want you." He growled, slipping two fingers
inside.

"Oh God." I moaned, dropping my
head back onto the pillows.

"Not God…Aidan." He growled.
"Mmm…you're so wet." Panting against my neck, he rubbed his clothed
hard-on against my thigh.

He continued to work me over with his
wonderful fingers, building a wonderful coiling tension inside me.

Heavily breathing and moaning from every
touch, he brought his thumb to my sensitive, swollen bundle of nerves and the
wonderful coil sprung loose in to molten waves of ecstasy.

"Watching you cum for me is nearly
as good as feeling you cum around me." He growled, slipping his fingers
from me to unbutton his pants.

As he situated between my legs, he
pressed his full, hard cock at my entrance. Unable to wait, I shifted my hips
upward. He slid inside me, dropping his head to my chest. And, when I wrapped
my legs around him, he moaned into the valley of skin between my breasts.

Staying propped on his elbows, to avoid
lying on my stomach, he began to thrust in and out slowly.

"God, Lilli, I've missed you; your scent,
moans, your taste, I’ve missed you so much!" He moved faster, causing his
name to fall from my lips in pleasure filled whimpers.

Moving onto his knees, without breaking
rhythm, he pulled my legs up and pumped into me harder, faster. I screamed as my
release consumed my body again. And, with a guttural moan, he followed.

That night we fell asleep together,
Aidan’s arms around me as the babies fluttered at random intervals.

I woke in the middle of the night
needing to pee for the thousandth time. Groaning, I climbed out of bed, pulling
my robe around me tightly. One step forward and I lost all balance. Feeling
dizzy and unsteady, I put my hand out to grab for support, but only found the
side table as I fell to the floor.

"Lilli!" Aidan yelled, jumping
out of bed and kneeling beside me. "Fuck, what happened? Are you
okay?"

Not sure why, but I couldn’t help but laugh.
Maybe I was just laughing at myself, maybe I was just so tired I was delirious.
Or, maybe, it was naked and panicked Aidan, I’m not sure. All I knew was that I
couldn't stop laughing.

"This isn’t funny." He
scolded. "Are you hurt?"

I shook my head. "No." I was
trying to swallow giggles, but they kept escaping. I started to stand up and
Aidan held to me tightly.

"Are you sure?"

"Aidan, I’m fine." Grabbing
his face, I gave him a serious face and then began to giggle once more. "I
just lost my balance. I must have gotten up too quickly."

"Where were you going?" He
asked, concerned.

"The bathroom, which reminds
me…" Walking around him toward the bathroom, he followed. I turned around
at the bathroom door. "Thank you, Aidan, but I can pee by myself." I
caressed his cheek before going into the bathroom and closing the door behind
me.

When I emerged from the bathroom, Aidan
was standing next to the door. He had pajama pants on now. Smiling at him, I headed
for the bedroom door.

"What are you doing?" He
grabbed my arm lightly.

"I’m hungry." I shrugged.

"I’ll get it. What do you
want?" He moved in front of me quickly.

"Go back to bed. You have to work
in the morning." I was tired and hungry, which made me speak harsher than
I intended.

"I don’t need sleep. You go back to
the bed and I will get you—"

"I’m not even sure what I want, so
I’ll just go down and look." I kissed his cheek and started to go around
him. He stopped me, again.

"I’ll be damned if you fall down
those fucking steps because you get dizzy again." He barked.

I took a deep breath and prayed I didn't
bite his head off. "I will have to go up and down those stairs eventually.
It’s fine."

"No.” He pulled me back to bed and
sat me down. I didn’t fight him. "What do you want?"

"Umm…a peanut butter and jelly
sandwich." I smiled, excited and salivating.

"So, that’s just bread with peanut
butter and jelly on it, right?"

I was dumbstruck and staring at him with
my mouth hanging open.

"What?" He shifted nervously.
"Am I wrong?"

"Aidan Iverson, have you never had
a peanut butter and jelly sandwich before?"

He rubbed the back of his head.

"I, uh, heard of them in college, and
I believe I've seen Rachael make them for Alex." He shrugged.

"Oh, dear lord!" Standing up,
I walked toward the door.

"I can do it." He protested.

"There is no way I'm leaving my
craving to an inexperienced chef." I teased, reaching the top of the stairs.
Aidan quickly wrapped an arm around my waist to help me down stairs.

Once we got to the kitchen, I went
straight for the peanut butter in the pantry.

"Get a plate and knife, please. A
butter knife." I quickly amended.

I could hear him rustling around the
kitchen drawers while I grabbed the bread and peanut butter. One my way toward
Aidan, I stopped and grabbed the jelly out of the refrigerator.

I set everything out on the counter.

"Grab the knife." I ordered
Aidan with a smile.

He grabbed the knife and then took two
pieces of bread out of the bag. After placing the bread on the plate, he opened
the peanut butter and began to spread it on one slice. Then, he opened the
jelly and started to spread it out on the other half. Smashing the two pieces
together, he handed the plate over to me.

I picked up the sandwich and smiled at
him before I took a bite.

"Mmmm…good job." I giggled.
"Here, try it." He shook his head. "Come on Richie-Rich, take a
bite."

He leaned forward, taking a bite.

"Wow, that is…hell, that’s pretty
damn good, isn’t it?"

Smiling as he made a sandwich for
himself, I poured some milk for both of us.

"You know." He chewed,
"you have an excuse to eat at three in the morning, I don’t." He
laughed. "I’m going to gain a ton of weight if I pick up these
habits."

"How do you think I feel?" I
rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, but you're carrying my
babies. It’s unbelievably hot." He wiggled his eyebrows and kissed the
side of my mouth as I chewed my last bite.

I rolled my eyes, again. "Yeah,
okay."