I could see in her gaze that she was still scared, and I clenched and unclenched my hand. “I’m not going anywhere, angel. While you shower, I’ll start packing your clothes.”
She nodded. “Okay. Yeah good. I, um, still have the boxes, they're flat in my cupboard up at the very top. If you get tape you could do them up again.”
“I’ll sort that out. You get your shower.” She sent me a smile, but it was a weak one, that didn’t reach her eyes. I watched her go to the bathroom and didn’t leave to get the duck-tape until she shut the door.
HANNAH
I DIDN’T REALIZE WHEN ADAM said pack your bags, I was moving in with him, that he actually meant it. By the time Adam picked me up from work on Thursday—that he’d reluctantly taken me to, he thought after what happened I should call in sick—all of my stuff was at Adam’s. I didn’t have much, just my clothes, knick-knacks, and some of the furniture. The bed I bought stayed, but I didn’t care, Adam’s bed was a million times better than my own.
I came home to find all my clothes in Adam’s huge walk-in closest. I checked drawers and blushed to find my underwear in the two left drawers, along with a note to wear the blue lacy matching set. My queasiness after work hadn’t been as bad and I wouldn’t admit it to him, but I’d enjoyed being dropped off and picked up from work by Adam.
Yesterday had been my last full day of TAFE, and it was now school holidays. I had three weeks free to relax and only go to work. Today, I was going out shopping with Kate and some of our girlfriends, and this afternoon Adam was taking me to the movies.
I had a lot of catching up to do with my girlfriends and I wasn’t looking forward to Kat’s gloating about being right over my panties and tied t-shirt. They’d want all the new details. Kate had already squealed so loud I think she broke my eye drum when she learned I was now living with Adam. I would tell them everything and only skim over what happened with Jamie or at least play it down. If I told it like it really happened, Kate and some of my other friends would go postal on Jamie. I’d never hear the end from Kate, she’d advised me not to move in with Jamie, saying it was moving backwards as the father was who I wanted, not the son.
I glanced at the bedside clock, and groaned at the time. I had half an hour before Kate was picking me up. Adam had left hours ago at some ungodly hour. “Have fun with your friends. See you this afternoon, angel," he'd whispered before kissing me on the cheek.
I grumbled something back, but couldn’t remember what, and snuggled over onto to his side of the bed hugging his pillow. My alarm had gone off twenty minutes ago, but I didn’t want to move from my soft cocoon.
My phone rang on my side of the bed on the bedside drawers. I ignored it and then it rang again. Groaning I rolled over and answered it.
“This is your wakeup call. Get out of bed, you lazy bitch, I will be there in less than half an hour and if you’re not ready, I will huff and puff and let myself in to explore and mess with shit.” Kate’s voice was loud and bright like she’d been awake for at least a couple of hours or so.
“I’m hanging up on you now, you evil witch. You do remember I’m pregnant and I need extra sleep.”
“Oh, please, before hot baby daddy knocked your fat arse up, you never got up willingly before nine, so don’t say the babies have made a difference.” I could almost hear her eyes rolling with that reply.
She was right, but I wasn’t going to answer her. Instead I hung up, and got my arse out of bed, because she would do what she said and I really didn’t want her snooping.
Kate arrived early. I knew she would, and was ready in black yoga pants and a pink baby doll style top. My wedges were black with pink butterflies on them. I didn’t wear a lot of make-up, but highlighted my eyes and lips.
As soon as I got in Kate’s car, she grinned over at me. “You look hot. You’d never know you’re knocked up with triplets.” She wiggled her eyebrows up and down. “Do you think Jamie has the same potent sperm as his daddy?” Kate had always had a thing for Jamie, but he thought she was too loud and out there. She wasn’t shy that was for sure, but Kate was a great friend and very loyal. If I wasn’t with Jamie, I was with Kate. Her parents loved me and thought I was a positive influence on their daughter which was funny considering my parents were druggies. Kate was a wild child, but I always calmed her. I’d seen the worst in people and knew what to stay away from.
“Ew, Kate, I don’t want to think of Jamie’s sperm. To tell the truth I don’t want to think of him at all. I’m so angry.” I shivered as I remembered his touch, and I revisited the urge to touch my shoulders.
“You going to tell me what really happened or you going to stick to the watered-down version you gave me?” Kate didn’t take her eyes from the road, but I watched as her lips thinned and I heard the annoyance in her voice. She knew me so well, and I wasn’t surprised she didn’t buy what I’d told her.
“I don’t want to talk about it. Trust me, if you know you’ll be pissed too. Adam is…” I shook my head. I’d never seen Adam as angry as he had been when he’d come upon Jamie and me. I thought he was going to beat up his own son. He hadn’t spoken to Jamie, and I knew I had to get him to, but I was scared. I’d never been scared of Jamie in my life, I never thought in my wildest of dreams, that I would have a reason to be. Adam had to talk to his son though, but I couldn’t even think about Jamie without getting sick. “Let’s just say he didn’t something I didn’t want.”
She shot me a look before focusing back on the road, but she must have gotten something from me since she nodded. “Your face says it all. Let’s talk about something else. So, you’re with Adam, and having triplets?” Kate blurted it out as though we were talking about the raining coming in on Thursday; like it was no big deal.
I groaned. This wasn’t an easy subject either. “I think. Yes.” I should just tell Kate, she always listened and gave advice even if I didn’t want it. “Look, I’m worried he’s with me because I’m pregnant, and not because he wants this to work with me.”
The car was quiet for a moment before laughter echoed through it. “Oh, God. You’re hilarious. Anyone with eyes can see that man has had a hard on for you for years. He undresses you with his eyes anytime you walk into a room. I’m surprised his family hasn’t noticed and said something to you.”
I looked at Kate to see if she was serious, or just trying to convince me. She was laughing, but her face spoke that she was telling the truth. “You never said anything.”
“You wouldn’t have believed me. It was Lucy who pointed it out me and then it became obvious. It's why I helped you. I told you to wear his shirts tied at the waist and sexy panties. I was the one who pushed you to find him at the house party.”
“Ha, look how that turned out. Thanks.” I rolled my eyes heaven wards because she had been the one to push me into making a move and it had gotten me pregnant with triplets.
“You’re welcome. Trust me when I say this is right for you. I’d bet my closest including my shoes that you and Adam will work out, be deliriously happy, and have a football team worth of babies.” The smile that spread over Kate’s face was contagious, I wanted what she said to happen. A football team of little Adam’s would be my idea of heaven.
ADAM
DAMN, I WAS ONE LUCKY man. I watched as my beautiful woman came into the lounge room her face shining with happiness, and her arms loaded full of bags. I got up out of the chair to take the bags she shouldn’t be carrying. She radiated love as she beamed at me, when I came towards her. Her stunning green eyes shined brighter the closer I got her.
“Angel, you should have yelled out and I would have carried these. You shouldn’t be lifting anything.”