James and Elora returned to the living room, James still white as a ghost and Elora trying not to laugh too hard.
Aunt Anne and Uncle Henry appeared briefly to say good night, their clothes disheveled and wrinkled. The image that flashed through my head was like torture. I groaned and covered my face.
"Have a good evening." Liam spoke with and evident smirk.
"I believe we already have." Uncle Henry quipped back. James groaned and Dixon kept laughing.
"Well, if your night is already through then what the hell are you leaving for?" Viola snorted.
"No one said it was over." Anne blurted and then turned red before excusing themselves for the evening.
"Baby, we need to go home too." Elora said softly to James. "Jimmy is already asleep."
James nodded and stood up.
"True, plus your job tonight is to fuck that image out of my head." He growled and Elora gasped. Turning bright red, she went to the nursery to get Jimmy.
"Now, that’s my nephew!" Viola cheered and laughed loudly.
"My entire family is made up of freaks!" I exclaimed and put my head back on the couch. I felt Lilli pat my knee.
Then she whispered, "But, you have to admit, it is highly entertaining." She laughed quietly.
"Maybe for you." I winked at her.
"Viola, I do believe that we should retire for the evening." Liam stood up and offered his hand to Viola.
She took it and stood, bringing her body close to his.
"I hope that little Liam isn’t too tired for a ride tonight…" she pouted at him and I choked back the urge to throw up.
"Never, you know that you—"
"Alright, enough!"
"Fuck man. Let them continue…it’s like foreplay for Celia and me!" Dixon laughed out and Celia covered her mouth.
I turned my scowl on Lilli when I heard her laughing hard. She quickly pulled her lips into her mouth. Too bad her body was still shaking with laughter.
"You two, take it out of here." I ordered, Viola and Liam laughed at my reaction.
As we were walking Viola and Liam to the door, James and Elora appeared, James holding Jimmy in his arms. We said our goodbyes, kissed and hugged before closing the door as the last of our guests left, including Celia and Dixon.
"Well, that was…entertaining." Lilli smirked.
"I’ll entertain you if you require entertaining, Mrs. Iverson." I raised one eye brow at her suggestively.
"Don’t you ever get enough?" She feigned annoyance and giggled as she headed up the stairs.
"Of you? Never!” I exclaimed, quickly following her up the steps.
I had plans for her once we got to the bedroom.
~
Lilli
Aidan had become insatiable in the bedroom. He claimed that he always felt that way about me, but somehow I think that he was turned on by pregnancy. If he thought that I was going to be pregnant all the time, he was fucking crazy. This was it. Four children were enough for me.
Monday morning, following the dinner, I started to not feel well. Aidan was just climbing out of the shower and I could hear him as he entered the bedroom. I tried to sit up, but there was a pain that jolted from my hip to my shoulder. At first, I thought my sciatic nerve was just acting up. I quickly realized that this was different when I felt wetness gushing between my legs.
"Aidan…" I started but then groaned from the sharp pains that were stretching up my back to my shoulders.
"What’s wrong?"
"It’s time." I croaked out and his eyes shifted to my stomach.
He grabbed his cell phone and I could barely make out the words car, hospital, now, won’t, and schedule over the moans that I was releasing from the pain.
Kimberly appeared in front of me and pulled my now wet nightshirt off of my body, replacing it with a dress.
"Can you stand?" She put her arms out for me and I stood on wobbling legs. A pain hit and caused me to slouch down to the bed again. "Aidan, you need to get going."
I gasped to catch my breath from the contraction.
"These…aren’t like." another pain hit fiercely. "Fuck!" I groaned out. "These aren’t like with the twins." I spit out quickly before another pain hit.
Aidan had his arms underneath me and carried me to the door. Kimberly was behind us with my hospital bags, yelling out to us that everything would be fine here with the kids.
Once we were in the car, the driver sped off and Aidan was rubbing my back as another contraction took over my senses.
"We’ll be there soon, baby." He pushed some stray hairs out of my face.
"Oh God this hurts." I cried out and Aidan held me tighter. I pushed him back. "I can’t breathe!" I growled. He looked slightly shocked and amused at the same time. I couldn’t help it, I was miserable.
We arrived to the hospital and two nurses rushed us up to the maternity floor and settled me into my room. I was pacing around the room, groaning and whining with each pain that surged through my back.
The doctor came in with a large smile. "Good, you are up and walking around."
"I’m dying." I groaned at him as he chuckled.
"Oh, come on. We’ve done this before." He smiled at me.