Goof Two months to go before Silvy brings our baby into the world and I can’t wait. I feel our baby moving everyday. I have watch Silvy’s belly grow as our baby gets bigger. Soon I will have our baby in my arms watching them grow from the outside of Silvy. There is still so much to do before that happens. I have been moving my stuff into Silvy’s house little by little. I know Silvy has noticed but she hasn’t said anything about it yet. I’m living in her house and have been for a month. I have been waiting for Silvy to say something ever time I come home. Home. That is exactly what I feel when I walk through the front door. Silvy is my home and where I belong. Me staying in the house with her. Cooking and having meals together. Showering together. Sleeping with her in my arms every night. It all feels right. She hasn’t said a word. Silvy hasn’t told me to pack up and leave like I thought she would when she caught on to what I was doing. But she hasn’t. There is a big part of me that
Silvy I have been thinking hard since I talked with my dad just like he suggested I do. Hell, mine and Goof’s, whatever you want to call it, is all I have been thinking about. Every waking second I think about it. About us. When I wake up in Goof’s arms I think about us. When our baby moves I think about us. When he picks me up from work I think about us. When I saw Meathead lurking in the corners of the ER I thought about Goof. Why? Because he was the one who put Meathead on me for extra protection. While we are curled up on the couch, my head on his shoulder, his arm around me I am thinking about us. I think about how good it feels to wake up in Goof’s arms every morning and I would hate to lose that feeling. I think about us laughing over dinner while Goof tells me another story from the clubhouse. I don’t want the laughter to stop. I think about the way we seem to have to touch each other while we are cooking together. A hand brush here, a quick kiss there. I think about how m
Goof As soon as I stepped into the house I knew was different. It wasn’t the smell of food cooking. That was a norm if Silvy didn’t work a late shift. She liked to cook for us she told me when I told her it wasn’t necessary for her to cook that I would do it or we could order out. No, it was the energy in the house that changed. Not that it is ever been bad but there is a definite change. It feels a little lighter. Less stressed even. And it was coming from Silvy. I wondered what caused the change when I called out. I followed the sound of her voice to the kitchen to find her laying out all of my favorites on the table. There was only one other person who knew what I liked and that was Merigold because she made it every year on my birthday. Merigold does it for all the entire club. I know most of the prospects and single guys look forward to it. I know I did. It used to be my favorite day of the year. Until Silvy came along. Everyday with her is my favorite day. After I hugged and k
Silvy Today was special day. But not for me. For my dad. For Gena and Xavier too. They are becoming a family today. My dad is getting married. I still can’t believe it even though I’m standing in their bedroom at my dad’s house helping get Gena ready. I never thought this day would come. Not that there is anything wrong with my dad. There isn’t. He is wonderful. But dating and marriage were never a big deal for him. I learned as I got older it was because of me. He was focused on raising me. Then as I got older and moved on with my life he thought he was too old. I called bullshit on that several times. But there was nothing I could do about it, it was his life. Then Gena came along and all of that changed and I could be happier for them. I have gotten to know Gena since my dad introduced us. She is actually pretty cool. I will never see her a step mother. Our ages are too close. And I am beyond the age of needing a mother figure. Gena knows this and respects it. She has said she
Goof The music just started and everyone is looking at the back door in anticipation of seeing the bride. I’m no different from my seat in the front row but I’m not looking for the bride, I’m looking for my girl that I haven’t seen since early this morning. Silvy came over to her dad’s early to help set up for the wedding. I wanted to help but I had a few things to take care of at the dispensary this morning. Then I had to go to our house to get dressed and clean my kutte. I got to Tony’s a little early to help him and Xavier out but Silvy was up in the room helping Gena so I haven’t seen her yet. I can’t wait. I did have a rather interesting conversation with Xavier while Tony and Rivet were talking to Viper. I was standing near the alter looking around at the guests and the yard. I only know a few people like Matt because he is the D.J. Ratchet and Erin are here as well. That shocked me. Tony said it was Gena’s idea when she found out Matt had a daughter around Xavier’s age she i
Silvy After Viper announced us as a family it was time to party and have a good time. But not for me just yet. The first thing I need to do is use the bathroom. Again. The baby has been using my bladder as a trampoline for the last ten minutes. As much as I was enjoying the vows and what Viper did for Xavier I wanted him to hurry up so I didn’t pee myself. As Gena, dad and Xavier greeted guests I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom. Okay I lied. I didn’t run. I waddled as fast as I could. I waddle now. Goof thinks it is cute. I find it frustrating. But I know in the end it will be worth it. Every back ache, swollen foot craving and nausea will be worth it when I’m holding our baby in my arms. Yes, the baby is ours. I told Goof I’m not going to fight it and I meant it. Speaking of Goof he was waiting for me when I came out of the bathroom to make sure I got to the party alright. Always taking care of me that man. I don’t think there isn’t anything he wouldn’t do for me. I won’t a
Goof When Silvy told me she wanted to talk I was thrilled. I know most of the time when a woman wants to talk it isn’t a good thing, but in this case I know it is. Or I hope so. I believe this talk that she wants to have is Silvy finally opening up to me. She is finally going to let me passed her walls. Well, her final wall. I have moved into her house and sleeping in her bed every night. We are planning for our baby together. So I know I broke down several walls. There is just more to go and I believe it will be the toughest to break. This one is around her heart and it is holding in some serious hurt. I couldn’t wait to hear what she had to say. I just had to get through this horribly long weekend. Why were we waiting until the weekend was over. We were on Xavier watch so Tony and Gena could have a mini honeymoon. I’m not complaining. I had agreed to it when Silvy brought it up. Not that she my permission to have her new brother over for the weekend. But since I have moved in w
Silvy Telling Michael the truth wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be. He never gave me a look of judgement or pity. He just listened to everything I had to say. Well most of it. The rest is coming and I think that may be the hard part. When he did get mad it wasn’t at me it was at the shitty guys I was with. “ Babe, I have known you have walls up. I knew that the first time I met you. That didn’t make a difference to me. The closer we got the more I had hoped you would feel comfortable enough to share it with me. I feel privileged that you did. Thank you for that. I get the feeling you have more to say so I will keep quiet.” Goof said. I laughed “ You are right. Thank you for listening to the first part. And for being prepared to listen to the rest.” I said. “ I’ll listen to anything you want to tell me.” he said. I wanted to stop and just curl up on his lap the rest of the night. Hell for the rest of my life if he would let me. With all the things he has done for me and now th