My wobbly legs barely held me up. Aidan chuckled, picked me up and carried me back to bed.
The next few days went by quickly. Aidan went to work and I spent most of my time doing things for the foundation. No matter what, we were home at night, where we would curl up after amazing sex.
Friday arrived and, in the afternoon, Viola arrived to pick me up for lunch and maternity shopping. Excited to see Elora, who I had only spoken to briefly on the phone, I agreed to this shopping trip.
"Good afternoon." Viola kissed Elora on her cheek as we met them at the restaurant.
Elora was glowing, pregnancy suited her beautifully.
"How are you feeling?" I asked as we hugged.
She patted her stomach.
"Oh, you know…fat, tired, hungry…all of that fun stuff." She giggled.
"Oh, Lilli, dear! Good afternoon. How are you feeling?" Aunt Anne pushed past Elora with open arms.
"I…I’m good." I stuttered, looking at Viola who rolled her eyes.
"That's so wonderful to hear." She smiled brightly. "Why don’t you sit here?" She motioned to the head of the table where Elora had been sitting.
Her ass kissing, over the top niceness was freaking me out. But, then it all fell into place. This snobby bitch was pushing Elora aside because I'm pregnant with the Iverson heir!
Oh, fuck that!
"I believe Elora was sitting there." Turning to Elora, I motioned for her to take her seat. She smiled warmly. Turning back to Anne, I glared, hoping it conveyed just how pissed I was at her behavior.
"I think I'll sit with Viola." Smiling, I took the seat between Elora and Vi.
After sitting, Viola leaned over and whispered in my ear.
"Calm down." She giggled quietly. "You know how she is."
"So, what? Now she likes me just because I'm pregnant?" I hissed.
"Of course, you are keeping her rich and snobby." Viola giggled. I couldn't help but laugh.
"How are you feeling?" Elora looked at me. "You are almost my size already." She placed her hand on my stomach.
"Gee, thanks!" I wrinkled my nose. "I guess with two I should’ve expected to get big faster, but I just didn’t think about it." Shrugging, I rubbed my stomach absentmindedly.
"You look great." Elora smiled, picking up her menu.
"She looks gorgeous." Anne exclaimed. I wanted to grab a straw and use her head as a spitball target.
While waiting for our food to arrive, Elora and I began discussing our pregnancies.
"Are you going to do Lamaze?" Elora looked at me, hopeful.
"Um...I don't know. I guess I hadn't thought about that yet." I sipped my water.
"That’s ok. I keep forgetting that I’m further along. Either way, I am signing up for classes." She smiled warmly, "you should come too."
"Hmm...maybe. But, Aidan is always so busy. I don't think that he would be able to always find the time for it."
"What?" Viola interjected. "You tell him he better find the time!"
I laughed. "He's a busy guy, Viola, you know that."
Viola shook her head.
"No. He better not be too busy for his wife and children. Ever."
I surrendered, placing my hands in front of me, palms forward.
"Okay, okay, I'll talk to him." I giggled.
"Good." Viola gave a firm nod.
"Perfect!" Elora beamed. "I'll send you all the information!" Elora was on cloud nine for the rest of lunch.
Once we finished lunch, we were off to a couple of maternity boutiques. Viola was adamant on getting an entire maternity wardrobe in one day of shopping. Thankfully, I got to use my pregnancy as an excuse to sit in comfortable chairs most of the time. I even gave Elora a high-five a couple of times at our ability to lounge around.
At the end of the day, I was definitely going to have more than just one wardrobe of new clothes. Phoebe would be thrilled.
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Aidan
"So, Albert, can you please explain to me why your daughter would drug my wife?" I was glaring at Doctor Johnson. I wanted fucking answers.
"Aidan, I assure you that I did not, do not, know anything about the drugging of your wife. I don’t believe that Becca would…" I tossed the file on the desk in front of him to show him the evidence that proves it was Becca. He looked through the papers and horror seemed to fill his face.
"I think you should answer my cousin." James was leaning on the back of the doctor’s chair.
He shook his head.
"I can’t believe that she would do this." his words were hushed and pained. I started to realize that he may not have been a part of this.
"I swear to you that I had nothing to do with…” A sob came from his chest. “Aidan, I haven’t been able to get in touch with Becca for a week now." He looked at me terrified. "You don’t think that something has happened to her, do you? I mean, she had to be caught up with someone or in something bad for her to do such a thing as this!"
I looked at James. For a moment, he looked tense and nervous but quickly shook it off.
"Doctor, I think that you’re lying!" James spit out at him.