"That's because they are married."
I raised an eyebrow at the three of them before turning around and walking toward the cake table. They can bicker all they want.
I grabbed myself a plate and a glass of champagne and walked over to the table, kicking off my heels and sitting down. Now this was what weddings were for, food.
"Have a safe trip!"
I laughed, running as rice was thrown on us and took cover in the limo. I turned around waving as Darius climbed in. "Bye guys. Try not to kill yourselves," I giggled
"Make sure you come back with a baby," yelled Rose and I raised an eyebrow with a comical expression on my face.
Adrian added, "If you guys get a divorce, I'll be the first in line, Ivory. Shit, stop hitting me, you little piece of -"
Darius slammed the door shut and I waved as the black limo drove toward the airport. I sighed as I leaned against the seat and stretched out. I looked at Darius as he took his tie off and laughed.
"What?"
"Nothing," I said in a sing song voice before I saw the champagne bottle and leaped for it. "Look, Dairy. Water!"
He sighed and grabbed the bottle out of my hands.
"Hey!" I said as I tried to grab it back.
"You've had enough. I don't think they let drunk people in the plane."
I rolled my eyes. "You own the plane, silly." I tucked my hand around his arm and leaned over, placing my head on his shoulder and yawning like a cat.
“No, it’s our plane,” he whispered, which made me blush. I swatted his shoulder.
"Where are we going?"
"It's a surprise."
He had said that for the past month every time I tried to ask him. I knew it was an island of some sort by the hints I kept getting.
"Hey, wife."
"Yes, milk?" I said, lifting my head up. He smiled and wrapped his arms around me and lifted me to sit across his lap.
"I love you."
"I know. Tell me something new," I joked, wrapping my arms around his neck and sitting forward as he chuckled.
"We're married?"
"That's old. I don't think the priest liked us very much."
"It's new. Well, he got paid."
"How?" I asked, confused.
"Because this time, we had a marriage by love," and with that he leaned down and kissed me.
EPILOGUE
"I'm never getting you pregnant again."
"That's what you said last time," Adrian told Darius as he munched on his apple. He was hoping Darius didn't hear him, but Darius did. He heard it and turned around glaring at Adrian.
"Who asked you for your opinion?"
Adrian raised his hands in defense. "Hey, I'm just saying what I observed. That was what you said last time and look where we are, again."
"Well, this time I'm serious."
"Of course."
"I am."
"Sure."
"I'm serious,” Darius persisted and waved a hand at Adrian. “I'm not going to put her through that pain again."
Adrian rolled his eyes.
"Of course. You might want to check out your son. He's eating your pants. Hey, Stephen ,my pants taste better."
Darius flipped Adrian off and looked down to see Stephen busily trying to place the end of his daddy’s pants in his mouth. Groaning, Darius bent down and picked up the three-year-old in his arms.
"Are you done yet?"
I narrowed my eyes as I looked away from Darius and Adrian and looked at Rose, who looked more nervous than me. The last contraction was more than half an hour ago. Right now I felt nothing. "Do I look done?" I asked, pointing to my overly large stomach.
My water had broken less than ten minutes ago and then they rushed me to the hospital. I wasn't sure which part was more embarrassing: swearing and flailing my hands that I knocked Jesse unconscious, or this happened in the middle of a very important business party, my screaming making many of the men pale. This is exactly why I don't go to these things.
I could still picture Darius's way too pale face and Adrian yelling "Name it after me" the whole car ride while Rose told him to shut up. Why did they have to tag along?
"You are awfully calm."
"There is always a calm before a storm." I mean, if my screaming in the car had anything to do with it, I was only going to get louder and I knew it was going to only hurt more. Especially since this was one stubborn child.
My first, Stephen, was easy. The pains came and then he came out. But this little devil I loved already was still inside me, sleeping, no doubt.
"Darius can't make his wife scream."
I closed my eyes. "Can someone just kick him out?" All I could hear was his annoying munching on the apple and it was really starting to get on my nerves.
"Don't yell at me," Adrian snapped, jumping to his feet. "This is all because your husband couldn't keep his dick in his pants! I really wanted to eat dessert!"
Rose grunted and slapped her forehead with her hand and sent me an apologetic look while my breathing got faster. And this time it wasn't to Adrian annoying me. It was ‘cause I felt it. It was like my spleen was being torn in half. Fuck, I forgot it hurt this much.
What was I thinking, wanting five kids?