Chapter 125 Part 2
Chapter 125 Part 2
Lynn
Damon asks, “Any activities we should avoid?”
Doc Andi says, “Anything that causes her pain, discomfort, or could lead to bleeding.”
“We have a trip planned for London later in the month,” I reveal.
Doc Andi nods. “That's fine, you can fly up until you're 36 weeks provided all checks out.”
Ardin smiles. “Ok, that's helpful considering her performance schedule.”
“Stop with that!” I warn because I know his tone.
Doc Andi looks at me fondly. “I only saw a bit of you on the awards show. I can see why you're so busy. I'll get the blood drawn, and then I'll see you in two weeks and we can do the paternity test. I'll know the results from the genetic test then too. I will try to put a rush on it, but can't guarantee anything before what I just told you.” I nod and she continues, “Throw away your pills if you haven't already. If you want to go on them after delivery, I'll be putting you on something different.”
“That's fine,” I reply.
She gave us copies of the ultrasound and a DVD of it. “Any questions?”
“I'm good for now,” I answer.
“Boys?” she asks.
I see Damon go to ask a stupid question. “If it concerns your cock just don't ask!”
He just looked at me and shrugged. Andi laughed. “Yeah, we get that question a lot. The babies are way up there. No man possesses a penis long enough to jeopardize them. They're also not able to know you're having intercourse, and they can't see anything.” I just giggle. “I will be in touch and see you at your next appointment.”
“Thanks, Andi.” She leaves, and we start to walk to reception. “Jesus, Damon!”
Damon chuckles. “What? I like her. I didn't even have to go into detail.”
“Just stop!” I warn.
Damon shakes his head. “It's far too late to be embarrassed because you fuck, Kitten.”
I sigh and I schedule my next appointment. This man has zero shame. “I don't even know what to do with you sometimes.”
Ardin gasps. “Lynn! He's worried about his cock and should be more worried about what we just saw! There are two babies!”
“Ardin, we will get through it together.”
“Should we start a nursery?” He asks.
“It might be too soon. I'm not fully out of the danger zone for a miscarriage.”
Ardin hugs me, and I melt into him. He pulls back to look into my eyes. “Babe, your previous one wasn't your fault. Chris did that.”
“I know, but still I worry.”
“I do too,” he replies.
We kissed. “We got this! Together, we can do anything.” When we got home, everyone was overjoyed at the announcement of twins. We have a little party to celebrate, and I packed for my week with Serge. Damon does the same. One black outfit after the other. I swear I'm gonna get more color into his life. Then it hits me. What if one or both are girls and one's his, if not both? Oh, I'll buy the pinkest frilliest baby bag there is. This is part of the game he'll never see coming. “Kitten, is something on your mind?” Damon inquires.
“Just hit me that there are two of them. I was freaked about one, but two just makes me giggle. I guess it's because I was an only child, and well, my baby won't ever be."
Damon replies. “Yeah, I'm thankful for that too, even if they aren't mine.”
“If not, we could try for one,” I suggest.
“You want more?” He asks.
“One more wouldn't hurt. I don't want a house full, but a few would be nice.”
Ardin smiles. “I will support whatever you want, sweetheart. I'll be there in a day or two to stay with you guys. Just please be careful.”
“It should be fine as long as no one does anything stupid. The rules are pretty simple: You touch what's his, you face his wrath. He doesn't tolerate disrespect, well, unless it's our wife doing it apparently,” Damon explains.
“I didn't disrespect. I just didn't cower and held strong to my plan.”
Damon rolls his eyes. “Sure, Kitten.”
“I'm not fond of your tone right now.”
Ardin sighs. “Guys, please. It doesn't matter what she did. Her plan worked. He dropped his original plan and didn't threaten violence or force his demands. You know I'm right, Damon. It could've gone way worse. Plus, I think he respects her and maybe even likes her.”
Damon frowns. “Yes, but I still don't like the whole idea. I trust him, but not his men.”
That makes me curious. I wonder if Serge told him something. “You mostly hate the idea because it wasn't yours,” I quip.
“Can you blame me?” he asks.
“Not totally, but he won't be alone with me like that unless you say,” I reassure. He nods, but looks down. “You act like we are going to a funeral.”
Damon says, “He's Hades for a reason.”
“So what? Even Persephone escaped him for the majority of every year. So if a goddess can escape a god, I can escape Serge. I'm unlike any woman he's ever encountered.”
Ardin nods. “She's got a point. He will underestimate her.”