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Chapter 25

Ryan

Since Marcus mentioned people were giving me looks, I was having fun walking by people and then quickly glancing back. He was right, there were quite a lot of looks. I hadn't announced my pregnancy, so maybe they were trying to figure out if I was just getting fat.

I spent the next week nervous about meeting Marcus's mom. She was coming into the city specifically to have lunch with us. Meeting her when I was already several months pregnant wasn't the greatest idea, but there was nothing to be done about that. I sure as hell couldn't meet her when I was still bruised and hurt from the kidnapping.

Marcus continued to pretend that we didn't have a relationship at work, which was fun. Trying to flirt or touch each other while keeping it a secret was entertaining, especially now that I knew we weren't going to get fired for it. Marcus would come over to see how I was doing and rub his hand on the back of my neck. I'd put my arm down, grabbing his calf, or run my finger down the front of his thigh. We were horrible. We'd be so worked up by the end of the day that we could barely keep our hands off each other.

It probably wasn't nice of me to tease Marcus so bad, but I couldn't help it when Luke was continually asking me if I needed help or how my work was going.. Every time Marcus saw us you could practically see steam coming out of his ears.

I wasn't being mean- okay, so maybe I was using Luke's generosity a bit, but I knew Luke wasn't being helpful just to be helpful. He wanted in my pants, so I didn't feel too bad about taking Luke up on his offers of help. An added bonus was that it made Marcus so irritated that he made sure I knew, when we get home from work, who my husband was and how he was better than Luke in all respects.

Poor Luke. I knew once he learned that I was married to Marcus he wouldn't be flirting with me anymore. That might be the end of the frantic, angry hot sex we'd been having when we got home from work. Plus, Marcus was getting nervous about doing anything more than hand jobs or blowjobs now that I had gotten a lot bigger. Seriously, what did I need to do to get sex, get a royal decree or something?

The day came for our lunch with Marcus's mom. I thought that we should meet her at the penthouse and tell her in person, so any yelling wouldn't be done in public, but Marcus told me that not everyone acted like my parents and his mom would be fine. I wanted to believe him but I still had my doubts.

We left the office separately and several minutes apart. I went out first and got in the car, talking to Bill, before Marcus slid in the car. I felt like I had known Bill forever. I guess having him help rescue you from your insane parents would bring you close like nothing else. We pulled up at some swanky restaurant I had never been to. We walked toward a table where a nice looking older woman sat. You could definitely see the resemblance.

Marcus's mom stood up and took both of my hands in hers. "Oh honey, I am so glad to meet you. You don't know how much I've worried that Marcus would never settle down, due to his father."

I glanced at Marcus. I could guess how Marcus felt about his mom talking about this stuff in public.

"Mom let's just sit down and have lunch." Marcus's mom, Helen, asked me questions about where I grew up, how I liked the law field, and other common questions used to get to know someone. She shared a few stories about Marcus when he was younger, which was awesome to hear.

Finally, we got to the main point of lunch. "Mom, like I told you over the phone, I've got some news to share. The first thing is that we would like your help. Ryan and I are expecting a baby and we'd like you to plan and host the baby shower in our penthouse, for close friends and family."

This was the part that made me nervous as hell. If it were my parents, they would drag me out and beat me within an inch of my life. I was tense and nervous. Marcus had his hand on my thigh, trying to reassure me. When his mom stood up, I tensed. She came around the table, put her hands on my cheeks and kissed my forehead.

"Oh, I am so very relieved. You must be a very special man to have caught my boy, Marcus. I am honored to plan this baby shower for you, just honored."

She had tears running down her face. She went back to her seat and wiped her face. This was completely different from what I had expected. Even though I knew Marcus wouldn't have a nut job for a mom, I was still nervous. I was raised that being unwed and pregnant was a horrible, terrible thing. It certainly wasn't seen that way by Marcus's mom, just like he had been trying to tell me.

Marcus squeezed my thigh. "See? I told you." I squeezed his hand and turned back to his mom. "Mom, there's another thing we need to tell you too.. We needed to get married very quickly, so we got married in Vegas."

I thought that the way she handled the baby shower would be the way she handled the news of our wedding. Nope. Her happy face dropped and her face looked like Marcus's when he destroyed opposing counsel. Now I knew where he got it. "You did what?"

Hoo boy. I turned to Marcus, scared, but he sat there smiling at his mom without a concern. "We're going to have a wedding reception and we need your help planning it. Could you help us with that too?" She sat back in her chair and crossed her arms.

"I know what you're trying to do. You're trying to mollify me, to give me a little bone to make me feel better about the fact that I didn't see my eldest son's wedding. How could you do that to me?"

"Like I said, mom. There were extenuating circumstances. We had a ten hour window in which we had to get married. I'll tell you about it, but not in public. Let's just say some very crazy events prompted it, pertaining to," Marcus looked at me and I nodded my head, "Ryan's family. And my borrowing the company Learjet to rescue him."

Helen's arms dropped and her anger was replaced by shock. "That Learjet can only be used for business. I know because I wanted to use it to go to the Cayman Islands."

"See? I lied to be able to use the jet and we had to make the lie real before we got back, even though it had already been clear in my mind that Ryan was the one for me. Actually, it had been clear in my mind the first time I saw him." Marcus squeezed my thigh and we looked at each other. I will never, ever get tired of hearing that.

We turned back to Marcus's mom, who was now dabbing her face, trying to stop her tears. "Oh you two. I am so happy for you both. If I had known that this lunch would be so emotional I would've brought my makeup bag with me."

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Marcus

I regretted telling my mom that she could plan the baby shower and wedding reception. I should've known she would go absolutely crazy. She kept calling with questions, like,"Is there enough room for a four piece symphony quartet? Can I have your credit card to buy the extra tables and chairs you'll need? People will want to see the baby's room. We need to get that done before the baby shower. Give me your credit card and I'll get the baby's room done."

The answer was no to every single one of those questions. I finally had her talk to Ryan. He was getting sick and tired of being pregnant. I knew he wouldn't be above saying his ankles hurt or his back hurt or whatever random new bodily thing was going on, just to get off the call.

Last week it had been burps. Just random burping. He looked as surprised as I was when those things started flying out of his mouth. He won any argument with my mom by telling her he had to go lay down or the baby was kicking. That's exactly why I had fobbed my mom off on him.

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