Page 154 of Eternally Yours
I push her chair in and kiss her temple before I take the one beside her. “Because we care about you and the baby, and we want you both to be as healthy as possible. Take advantage of it, baby. You now have personal servants at your mercy.”
“Well, now that you put it that way...” She gives me a wicked smile full of mischief.
A few minutes later, we’re all seated and enjoying my mother’s famous lasagna. I don’t know what she puts in it, but it’s incredible. I’ve never had one that tastes the same.
“I can’t believe we all called it. I should have bet on it,” Spencer says from his seat in front of Cecilia, shaking his head as he laughs.
“Called what?” I ask with a frown.
“That sis was pregnant. At her party, we all noticed she wasn’t drinking. Which makes no sense because it washerbirthday party. Plus, all the girls were being really secretive and would stop talking the minute one of us got within in earshot.” He looks up from his plate and his gaze lands once again on Cecilia’s chest.
“BRO! I swear to God, if you don’t stop looking at my wife’s rack, I’m going to stab you in the eye with my fork!” I growl, slamming my fist on the table, making everyone jump.
“What!? It’s not my fault, they’re huge. I mean, they were always big, but they look bigger now. Maybe it’s the bra you’re wearing or the dress. I don’t know, but something is making them pop.” He’s still staring as he talks, and I’m starting to see red.
And just to make it even worse, Cecilia has to add, “I’m not wearing a bra.”I swear, she loves seeing me lose control.
“Damn! And they hold that nicely?” Spence says with his eyes wide and brows hitting his hairline.
“That’s it.” I stand quickly, knocking my chair to the ground, and reach over the table to grab my brother by the collar.
“BOYS! That’s enough! Settle down!” my mother yells at the same time as my father places a hand on my shoulder. “Let him go, son. We’ll deal with your brother later.”
I give my brother one last vicious look, then push him back while I let go and bend to pick up my chair. Settling back down beside my wife, she giggles behind her hand. “You enjoying this, Minnie?”
“Oh, absolutely. You can punish me for it later.” She kisses my cheek and winks.
This woman.
“Spencer, be a little more respectful toward your brother’s wife,” my mother rebukes him, then turns her attention back to me and Cecilia. “Anyway, how are you dealing with the symptoms so far, honey?”
“Pretty good, my doctor says I’m one of the lucky ones with no morning sickness. I do get nauseated with certain smells, but it never goes further than that. At least for now.” Minnie smiles. “The only other things I’ve noticed are tender breasts, and I’m always tired, but apparently that should fade soon. I’m hoping it does because it’s become impossible to sit still for more than twenty minutes without falling asleep.”
“Mira was the same way when she was pregnant with Silas. Always sleeping. Sometimes I would leave her side just long enough to get to the fridge, and when I’d turn around, she was passed out.” My dad chuckles at the memory.
“That should have been our first sign that he was going to be a big boy. My body was clearly working overtime to make him. At least with Spencer I had a lot more energy and could enjoy the pregnancy without yawning everywhere I went,” my mother adds with a smile.
“Well, from the measurements the doctor took, the baby already seems to be on the bigger side. So I have a feeling he or she is taking after Daddy.” Cecilia looks up at me with love in her eyes.
I lower my head to kiss her lips as she sighs against them. When we pull apart, my mother has hearts in her glassy eyes and my father looks proud. Spencer just looks bothered by the PDA, but I couldn’t care less.
“We have pictures, would you like to see?”
My mother lights up like the night sky on the Fourth of July at Minnie’s question. “Oh, yes! Please!”
While my wife shows my mother the ultrasound images of our baby, my father leans in from my left. “How did everything settle with the other woman?”
My body stiffens and I look to my wife, knowing she doesn’t like hearing about her or any part of that story. Her eyes dart to me quickly, then back to my mother and the pictures.
Not wanting to stress her out in any way, I keep it simple. “It’s all done. It was a quick process since everything was said in front of the lawyers. She’s going to spend some time behind bars since what she did was illegal. But not as much because she fessed up and pleaded guilty.”
I sigh, wishing this subject would finally leave everyone’s mind. “The doctor is a different story. She was stripped of her license to practice and will be spending more time inside for falsifying documents. Apparently, it wasn’t the first time she had done something similar, which is how she got the idea to do it in the first place.”
I look at Cecilia, taking her hand in mine, then turn back to my father to say what we haven’t told anyone, “Since Lisa will still be inside when she has her baby, we made sure she had a family member that could take care of the baby until she gets out. And we offered them a $25,000 check for anything the baby could need.”
“You did what!?” My mother gasps in complete shock.
It was Cecilia’s idea. She felt guilty for putting a pregnant woman behind bars and was afraid of what would happen to the baby. Even if Cecilia can’t stand to hear Lisa’s name and hates the woman, my wife still feels compassion when it comes to the child.
