Bakery Chaos

It's been a couple of weeks since everyone started helping at the bakery. It's also been pure chaos. Nate and his brothers were something else with the baking. Marco was even more exciting. Let's say; my brother gave a whole new meaning to being flamboyant. He wouldn't stop flirting with the guys that would come in. It was scaring the customers away. That was also causing issues between Jasper and him. I'll get to that later. If someone wasn't dropping something, they were burning it. It was turning into a freaking nightmare, and my blood pressure was increasing. Nash was at his wit's end, and I was to the point. I wanted to throw in the towel until four brothers rescued us. They all walked in to see what a mess things had become. "Damn Daniel, what happened here?" Nixon asked Nash. "I don't know, but this a mess," he grumbled while running his hand through his hair in frustration. "I thought they knew what they were doing?" Noah asked. "Not and Mags isn't doing well. Her stress is up, and so is her blood pressure. The doctor is not happy," he mentioned to them. They walked over to me as I sat at a table with my head down. I was so frustrated that I started crying. I didn't want to lose the bakery, but I also didn't want to lose my babies. That was my biggest fear of losing my family since I never had a real one growing up. "Maggie?" I heard someone say to me. I lifted my head and wiped tears away as I saw Nixon crouched in front of me. "Make some stupid joke. It's not like I'm not already one." I sniffled. He looked at me with concern, "No jokes, but you need some help, and it's not by them," he said, pointing at Nate and the others. "I don't know what to do," I sobbed. "You guys are busy, and I can't ask the girls to help. It's not fair to them," I sniffled. "Maggie, we're your best friends and sisters. Family helps the family," Kat reminded me. "But," I sniffled. "No buts, you guys need help. We can help until Macey has the babies," Nathan said, "then Ma and Dad can handle babysitting duties." He smirked. "And we can help too," Marcy added. "We can help until we have to go back," Nolan suggested while motioning between him and Brook, who nodded in agreement. "Really?" I sniffled. Nash took Nixon's place. "Yes, I called them and explained what was going on, baby girl. They didn't hesitate to offer to help. As they said, we're family." I nodded as Nash wrapped his arms around me, and I hugged him back. "Okay, boys, let's fix this," Nixon said, clapping his hands together while rubbing them together. They ousted the parents from the bakery while they went to work to clean up. "Are we just going to let them do this?" Karen asked. "Who cares? They help with the bakery while we get to enjoy the babies," Pat said to her. "Wait, we did this on purpose?" "Have you not learned anything from Lucille?" Dominique asked her. "Oh," Karen said when she realized what they had done. "Come on, let's go before they figure it out," Pat mentioned as they all left. The brothers also talked to Marco and straightened him out. He promised to tone it down. Well, it was that, or they would handle it. Yeah, I don't even want to know. Once they got everything cleaned up and situated, Nash and Nixon went in the back and made everyone food. "Thank you all for your help," I said to them, all feeling emotional. "Considering all the craziness we got you into, it was at least we could do," Nolan said to me. Nash and Nixon returned with a tray of food for everyone. They put it out to us and took a seat. "So, you never told us how the doctor's appointment went?" Nash asked Nixon. "Good, we're having twins," Nixon answered as he took a bite out his food. "Twins?" We all exclaimed at once. "Did I stutter? No, I didn't. What's the big deal, anyway?" He asked everyone. "Do you realize how strange it seems we are all having multiple babies at once?" Nathan asked him. "It's not any more strange then yahoo here having five." He thumbed at Nash, who ate his food. "Which reminds me how is it? You always have to outdo everyone?" "How is having five babies outdoing someone?" Nash looked at him questionably. "Because apparently, you have some powerful swimmers there, buddy," Nixon commented to him. "Do you also realize we have to buy five of everything as well? Not to mention dealing with five babies, toddlers, then teens," Nash reminded him. Nixon looked at him. "Good point, I guess you're more screwed than the rest of us," he remarked as he went back to eating. "Thanks," Nash mumbled as he rolled his eyes at him. "So, when are you due?" I asked Kat. "A few weeks after you are." I thought about it; then it hit me. "Wait, your wedding night?" "The good reverend here didn't want to waste any time," she smirked. I couldn't help but laugh at that. Nash and Nixon were always close, growing up. They did most things together, so it didn't surprise me that they stayed close to adulthood. Nixon and Kat also lived next door to us. Yep, Nixon requested to live close to Nash. The devil children were a few houses down from us, and I had a feeling Nolan wouldn't be far away either. With the Gray Brothers, they were tight, and whatever they did, they did it together. I didn't mind, though. It would be nice to have the kids all grow up together. Nolan and Brook had a few years to go. Plus, I'm pretty sure Nate and Pat would have fun when the grandkids came along. I think they missed the boys being small as much as they try to deny it, they missed it. After we finished eating, we all headed home. I'm exhausted, and the babies were giving me a run for my money. Nash took me home, helping me upstairs. I changed, then walked out of the bathroom. He was lying on the bed. He lowered a book as he looked at me. "You know to see your bump is probably the sexiest thing I have ever seen," he smiled. "Really? You don't think I look fat?" I questioned him as I moved my hands around me. "Fat? No, I think you look incredible. Come here," he motioned to me. I walked over to him, and he sat up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. Then he reached up and pushed up my nightshirt to reveal my small bump. He started to caress it as he planted kisses over it. "My wife is so damn sexy like this," he spoke in a low husky voice. Just his tone was turning me on. He looked up at me, and the next thing I knew, he slid his hand into my panties as he started to rub me. I groaned at his touch. He applied slight pressure as I began to rock with his hand. "God, I love the way you sound," he whispered as he pulled his hand away. Then he hurried out of his sweats and pulled my panties aside. I climbed on top of his lap and lowered myself as I straddled him. We started to rock together as I moved my hips back and forth. We didn't speak as our breathing increased until we couldn't hold back. Nash gripped my hips as he thrust into me, while we both released. God, that was amazing. I just wanted to sit there forever, but I knew at some point, we needed to get some sleep. Nash had other plans, as did my body as we kept at it. I thought with pregnancy; you're supposed to be tired? It wasn't me; I felt frisky all the time. Why did I have a feeling that one baby would be an issue when they got older? The question was, which one?