All Chapters of Hmmmm Pregnant : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I would sear the image of my son curled against Jess in my mind forever. I still couldn’t believe that this was now my little family and that two more little ones would soon be added to the equation. Would they look like Jess, me or little like the both of us? I was really looking forward to seeing Jess surrounded by our children. Kissing both their foreheads I got up and headed towards the bathroom. After a quick shower and throwing on some clothes I headed downstairs to the kitchen. My mom was already up as usual and my dad was currently sitting at our breakfast table on his iPad. Walking over to my mom at the stove I placed a kiss in my mom’s hair as she gave me a side hug. “Stop trying to steal my woman boy” my mother laughs at my dad while I roll my eyes. “Well a good morning to you too my dear father” I don’t have to look over at him to know that he wasn’t planning on answering. Serving two cups of coffee I placed one down before him then sat opposite from him. He pla

My body felt like mush and I loved it. I was pampered in the bath, fed my favorite chocolates, got my hair washed and my body ravished once again in the warm soapy water. Damn was I the luckiest woman or what, I was definitely floating. One of my presents that I got after was a fluffy throw blanket made from cashmere the color was a soft pink with literal threads coated in gold running through it. Nicky most of told Apollo about my obsession with cashmere throw blankets. I even got two matching pillows it was decided I was the luckiest woman in the world. Snuggling deeper into his arms I kissed his chest and he returned it by kissing me in my hair. “I’m sorry about everything that has been taking place my love, but know that I won’t let you go” I wouldn’t let him go either, he was where I belonged. “I won’t ever let you go my Moon no matter what, but I might have to right now your babies are sitting on my bladder” he laughs before scooping me up in his arms. I giggle oh my go

After lunch and a little more pool time, everyone had now split up to go get ready for dinner. Phoe was currently napping in my lap his little head resting in my chest. “Hey sweet thing let me carry him up to the room, so you can both get some rest also there’s something I want Sam to show us too.” I smile whispering for him to just help me up instead I didn’t was Phoe waking up from being moved. After seeming to consider Apollo helped me out of the chair then proceeded to lift me up with Phoe in my arms. My eyes widen as I stared at him a smile on his face, this man was really something. A few moments later we were at his room with Sam opening the door for us. I wasn’t sure what Sam had wanted to show us but I guess it had something to do with what he had setup in our room. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting but I know I wasn’t expecting to see a portable ultrasound machine setup. Apollo sets me down and my heart skips a beat, he wanted to see our babies. “Oh Apollo” he places

I was finally home. The moment the door shut behind me, a breath I’d been holding for days escaped my lungs. That room had been a prison — a suffocating box filled with fear, silence, and the constant reminder that I wasn’t in control. But here… in my own space… I could think again. Plan again. My mind went straight to Apollo. I needed to see him — needed to feel the way his presence grounded me, even when he didn’t mean to. But it was late, too late to call. And after the warning I’d been given — the threat veiled in calm menace — my fingers froze every time they reached for my phone. I wasn’t ready to find out what would happen if I disobeyed. A hot shower. That was what I needed. Steam filled the bathroom, curling around me like a warm embrace as the water ran down my skin. Slowly, the tension in my muscles melted, but my thoughts didn’t stop. They raced. Phoe, Apollo. The life I could still have, if I played this right. My plan had been perfect Phoe was supposed to bri

I could feel the last thread of my patience snapping as I dragged Stephanie down the hall. Her wrist trembled in my grip, heels scraping marble as she struggled to keep pace. My pulse thundered in my ears — not just anger, but betrayal. Fear. My son’s fear. What had she said to him to make him react like that, his fear had hung in the air like smoke — I could taste it. I shoved her into the private lounge and slammed the door. The sound echoed like a gunshot. It shook the walls. I let go. She stumbled collapsing on the couch. Her chest heaved, face pale, stiff, eyes wide, watery, but stubbornly refusing to break. “What did you say to our son?” My voice came out low, shaking with something darker than fury. Phoe had clung to Jess like his life depended on it. Something had triggered him, something she had done. Her silence was gasoline. “Answer me!” The roar ripped out of me before I could cage it. I stepped closer, towering over her. She shrank back instinctively, pressing he