Nixon and Kat, a marriage for thee

We had all got ready and were on our way to head out to our places when I needed to use the bathroom. I excused myself and made a hasty retreat - nothing like having to pee right before walking down the aisle. After I finished, that urge came over me again. God, what was wrong with me? I heard footsteps and took my chances. I opened the door, grabbed them, and yanked them into the bathroom. "Mags! What are you doing?" Nash asked me with concern. "No talking, more action," I blurted as I kissed him and started to undo his pants. Then things got crazy in the bathroom. "Oh, God Nash! Harder! Faster!" I groaned loudly. He thrust inside of me. I don't know what it was, but man was I horny. I know that's crude, but I didn't care. It's like sex is on my mind twenty-four seven. I needed it all the time. We quickly finished and fixed our clothes. Then we heard the wedding march. Our eyes widened, and we darted out the bathroom and ran down the hallway, down the stairs. We ran past Kat, who didn't look too pleased with us, as we ran down the aisle way and took our places. "Seriously? You couldn't wait to hide the sausage later?" Nixon asked him in a whisper. "Dude, I don't know what got into her," he answered back in a whisper. "What do you mean? Its Maggie," Nixon spoke through his smile. "Yeah, but she wants it all the time," Nash replied through a smile. "And you're complaining?" He asked him. "No, but this is Mags. She's usually timid but not anymore. Do you know that, when we went grocery shopping, she was dry humping my leg?" "You're kidding!" Nixon exclaimed as everyone stopped and looked at him. He looked at everyone, "Oh, knock it off! My brother and I are discussing his wife dry humping his leg." My jaw dropped as everyone tried not to laugh. Kat was trying to be intentional, but even she was having a hard time keeping a straight face. Pat looked at Nate. "Sound familiar?" Nate looked at her. "More than you know." After the minister pronounced Nixon and Kat, husband and wife, that was our cue for the reception. Although I had other ideas, Pat stopped me. "Maggie?" she said to me. "Yeah, ma?" I asked as I looked around for my husband. "Is there something you want to tell me?" She asked with a smile. "Uh, no, but I do need to find Nash," I told her while looking around for him. Where the hell was he? "I think you need to do something else," she mentioned to me as I looked at her. What was this about now? "How is it I finally get married, and your wife has to confiscate my wife?" Nixon asked Nash in a huff. "Beats me." Nash shrugged. "I think we can make an exception this one time," Nate said to them as all five boys looked at him. Upstairs I stood there and waited. Waiting on a stick to show two lines is excruciating. Pat had some suspicion when we showed up at the bakery and picked up a test. Finally, I picked it up and screamed. Pat looked at Brook. "Can you please get Nash for me?" "Sure," she replied. "Thanks, sweetheart," Pat said with a smile. Brook walked away and went to find Nash. When she saw him with the boys, she explained Pat wanted to see him. They all followed her back inside and upstairs to the bathroom. "What's going on, ma?" Nash asked her curiously. She opened the door and shoved him inside, then closed it. "What was that about?" Nathan asked her. "You'll see," she smirked. I held up the pregnancy test to him. He walked over towards me and asked, "Is that what I think it is?" I nodded. I couldn't even form sentences right now. He took the test from me and looked at it. "We're pregnant?" He asked me, surprised. I stared at him, then promptly passed out. Through the door, they hear Nash yell, "Mags!" Nate whipped open the door. "Aww, man. Couldn't you wait until after my wedding day to put her out of her misery?" Nixon asked Nash. Nash looked at him as Nate helped him pick me up off the floor. They set me on the toilet seat as Noah picked up the pregnancy stick. "Well, this explains it," he said as he passed it around. Once everyone looked, I could get my bearings about me. Nash looked at me and moved a strain of hair behind my ear. "Looks like we will have to get ready for the pitter-patter of little feet sooner than expected." "Are you sure about this?" I asked him worriedly. "Mags, I want nothing more than to have a baby with you. It might be sooner than we expected, but I'm glad." He gave me a reassuring smile. I placed my hands on his face and kissed him. "Yeah, yeah, it thrills us there will be little tools running around, especially with Nathan, Noah, and Nash having kids. Can we go back and enjoy our reception now?" Nixon asked in a huff. "Yes, son, stop getting your panties in a twist," Nate chuckled as he walked out of the bathroom and past Nixon. "I'll have you know, I do not wear panties old man!" he yelled as he followed Nate. Everyone left except Pat. I looked at her. "How did you know?" "When I was pregnant with Nolan, all I craved was sex. I thought your dad would lose his mind," she grinned. Nash and I looked at each other, oh boy. After the reception, I was ready to go home. Nixon and Kat were on their way to their honeymoon, and I was ready for bed. When we got home, Nash carried me upstairs. "I would fight you, but I'm exhausted," I yawned. "That was fine with me. Tomorrow I am making you a doctor's appointment, then we have to open the bakery," he reminded me. "Okay," I yawned as I drifted off to sleep. What a night? I had a feeling things were getting interesting for us. I also had a feeling there was more to come once the bakery opened, and my pregnancy continued. The big question that lingered was, what kind of pregnancy would this be, and what is the sex of the baby?