Chapter Sixty-Nine: Storm
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Now that I had Crisa and Stormy I always made sure that I was off on time and I made my way straight home after work. Things with the club and shop have been running smoothly since Crisa’s big fight. I walked in the house and went straight to the kitchen to let Crisa know I was home. I found her busy making pizza so I just kissed her in the cheek and headed to the room to get changed. As I walked into the bathroom I saw some tests on the counter so I picked up two so I could see what they were. I was shocked to see that they were positive pregnancy tests and somehow made my way to sit on the bed staring at them. I don’t even know when Crisa came in the door. When she was about a foot away I looked up and said, “is this what I think it is? Is it real?” She sat next to me and took a breath before saying, “well I took four tests. I don’t think all of them would be wrong. I would need to schedule an appointment to verify the accuracy and how far along I am. I didn’t intend to tell you like this. Once it was confirmed I wanted to do something special to tell you. It’s been about four weeks since that night in the hotel and I haven’t been with anyone else in over a year.” We sat in silence for a few minutes before I jumped up grabbing her and spinning around until she forced me to put her down.
I went to finish changing while Crisa went to finish dinner. I was on cloud nine seeing those tests. I really didn’t know that I wanted to be a father until Stormy came along and now I was getting the chance to do it from the beginning. Dinner was going pleasantly with conversation flowing until Chris asked to see her wound and Tyler made a comment about her needing to get back in the gym. He was insinuating she needed to lose weight while she was carrying my child. She is perfect no matter what size she is and she is even more perfect now that she is carrying my child. I was about to go off on him until Crisa grabbed my hand and gave me a reassuring smile.
When we finished eating the guys went home, Stormy cleaned up the dishes, I put away the left overs, and Crisa went to her room so she could get ready for bed. I didn’t mean to wake her up when I got in bed, but I couldn’t help putting my head on her belly and wrapping my arms around her. She asked me what I was doing and I didn’t even look at her when I said, “I didn’t get to be the nervous and excited dad to be with Stormy. I want to be there at every appointment with you. I want to hold your hand or your hair through it all. I want to be woken up at 2am because you have some weird craving and I have to go to the store. I want to just lay here with my head on your belly and my arms around you to be as close as possible. As your belly grows I will talk to it and kiss it. It doesn’t matter how many we have I will do this every time.”
I started panicking and asking what was wrong while apologizing. When I saw her crying I got scared that I said something wrong. She put her hand on my cheek and said, “f*****g hormones. What you said was perfect. Honestly I didn’t know if you would stay or run for the hills. A teenager is one thing, but a whole pregnancy and baby is another. I want you to fully move in. I know that you are here every day anyway, but I want you fully moved in. No my house or your house. I want it to be our house.” My lips were on hers as soon as the word house was out of her mouth. I had been hoping she would ask me to move in and not send me away. I had been living out of a bag while Stormy was fully moved in. When we had to come up for breath I kissed her forehead and went back to laying my head on her belly with my hand wrapped around her waist. We stayed like that all night. She woke me up when she started moving around and trying to get up, but I just wanted to stay and cuddle her. I finally let her go when she told me that she wanted to eat some Nutella pancakes with bananas and strawberries. That made me jump out of bed and run to the kitchen.
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