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Lani

The guys took the doctor very seriously when it came to me staying in bed and resting. They have barely let me walk without them picking me up and carrying me. They’re worrying too much.

The doctor gave me a clean bill of health a week ago, but Vinny and Trey are still treating me like I’m made of glass. The only good thing that came out of this is the chef/housekeeper/caregiver they hired, and apparently he can help take care of the baby whenever it comes if I need it.

The guys hired him on the spot. He’s here full time, around the clock.

He’s staying at the back of the property in a small cottage that I didn’t know existed until Trey offered it to him.

He’s a godsend.

The guys were put off with him being a guy, but his food is the best I’ve ever tasted and he’s gay, so that fixed their anxieties. Plus he’s so good for the girls. They’re getting spoiled and he helps with Michaela if Lynn needs it.

There’s a knock at the door and Andy walks in, carrying a tray of little sandwiches along with a glass of milk.

“Thank you, Andy. You want share it with me and watch Teen Mom?” I ask him and pat the bed beside me.

He laughs. “You know it, girl,” he says in his sassy voice and piles up in the bed beside me. “Good thing I washed these sheets this morning or I wouldn’t dare touch these sheets crotch muffin.”

I laugh loudly. “Oh god, you are killing me!” I love him. He’s been here a week and is fast becoming one of my best friends.

“I think your doctor is coming by this evening to check on you. That’s what Vinny told me.”

I smile, because even though it gets on my nerves, I love that they’re so thoughtful and they love me. Love makes people crazy, and with them, it’s driving them crazy with worry.

Tonight I’m going to make it my mission to get them to fuck me. Seeing them every day and not touching them is beyond torture.

I hand Andy a sandwich and turn on the TV. He pulls a blanket from the foot of the bed and covers up.

I want to go see the girls. I want to check on them and see how everyone is doing. Lynn and Etta spend their days with them, so I haven’t seen much of them this past week either.

I lean back into the pillows and pull the blanket up under my neck, and my stomach turns. I throw the blanket back, running to the bathroom.

I hear Andy jump out of bed, running after me. I fall to my knees and puke over and over. “Lani, you in here?” Vinny asks, and I look out of the bathroom door.

“What’s wrong, you okay?” Vinny runs to the bathroom and takes the washcloth from Andy, putting it on the back of my neck.

“It’s probably morning sickness.” Andy points out.

Vinny, helps me up off of the floor and sets me on top of the counter. “But it’s evening!”

I smile and grab my toothbrush. “That happens. I think some women get sick at all times of the day.”

Trey walks into the bathroom and takes in the scene. “You okay, baby?” Trey takes my toothbrush from me, then brushes my teeth for me.

Vinny rubs my back, and both of them stare at me so intently, like they expect me to break any minute. “Oh yeah, the doctor will be here later. We can ask her to be sure.”

I spit into the sink. Trey picks me up and carries me back to bed. “Hey, Andy, can you bring her some Gatorade or something?” Vinny yells.

“Be right up!”

Trey pulls me into his side and hugs me. “I don’t like seeing you sick.” He kisses my forehead and I shiver, chilled.

“Vinny, she’s cold. Hand me the blanket, would you?” Trey asks Vinny. He climbs up on the other side of me and wraps me up like I’m in a cocoon.

“Call her and tell her to come on over. I want to make sure it’s really just morning sickness.” Trey rubs my back soothingly, and I close my eyes, before I get the urge to throw up again.

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