Jessie James Decker Pregnant Novels & Stories

"You know what Diesel! Fuck you! I came here to tell you I am pregnant and we need to sort it, but sort it with my fucking dad." "Wait!" I watch as she turns around, but I don't know what the fuck to say, she stands looking at me waiting. "Yes Diesel, I'm pregnant to you! So you can stop being an ass now, you fucking pushed me!" She screams at me, and I nod. I go to apologise then stop. "What about Dwayne? Or all the other guys you fucked? If you're pregnant Jessie, it is highly unlikely to be mine considering we fucked once and I stopped before I came!"

He whispered to his fiancée, probably telling her to leave us alone, but Jessamine stood up, stepping back from me. “I’m pregnant,” she admitted, her lips quivering. Deborah opened her mouth, but before words could come out her mouth, she continued. “I’m eight weeks pregnant, Deb,” she whimpered, lowering her head and avoiding my gaze. “Do you get it? Eight weeks!” she sobbed. “Oh!” It was the only word that escaped her mouth, and then she turned her head to me, her eyes asking me to say something. “O… okay,” she murmured when I chose to remain quiet.

He went to take a seat as well, and Cedric's face was filled with interest. "Is everything okay?" Cedric asked. "Yes, grandfather." Jessie took a breath. Since the day began, she had been doing that a lot. "Granddad. There is something you need to know." "Go on, Jessie. I'm all ears." Jessie inhaled once more. "Granddad. I'm pregnant, and they are twins." Gracie yelled as soon as Cedric was taken aback. "I knew it! I said it, Aunty Jessie. I told you you were pregnant."

"Thank you." Jessie, one of the new doctors doing her residency here, walks in. She was at the start of her pregnancy and asked Bryce to help her through IVF. She looks over Jennifer's charts and checks her IV drip. She looks at me with a sympathetic smile and says, "Her vitals are already improving." "Thank you Jessie, it means a lot to know someone I trust looking after her," I choke with relief. I look at her small bump and smile. "How are you feeling?"

He narrowed his gaze, placed his elbows on the table, and put his chin on his entwined palms as he asked, "Is anything the matter?" Jessica lowered her head and said in an inaudible voice, "I am pregnant, Justin." Justin's eyes grew wide, and his mouth gaped open. He couldn't believe his ears. Jessica was pregnant? With his child? He was going to be a father? Justin swiftly rose from his seat and went towards Jessica. He swept her off her feet and spun her around excitedly. Jessica was dazed from the spinning when Justin put her down. She looked at him and smiled, "Are you that happy?"

said Jessie, who didn't respond to Deffin's words that were cornering her. "Huh, don't pretend to know," said Erwin. "Hey, I'm a woman, I clearly understand what Azkia is going through, and don't forget that I have received medical education, after all, I have often met women who behaved strangely like Azkia." The three of them still gave looks of disbelief in their eyes, but no one objected because Jessie's words were true. "Without checking I'm sure Azkia is pregnant, if you don't believe me tell Azkia to use this tool, tomorrow morning after waking up." Jessie threw the pregnancy test kit on the table right in front of Deffin.

Davie smiled at Jessie when she moved to get it for him from Alrick’s desk. Alrick waved his hand towards the carafe. “Go right ahead. Now that we’ve covered that. Anything else we need to address?” Jessie bit her tongue. She wanted to say something about the pup or pups she carried. She knew she must tell Alrick. It was his pups too. Was it selfish to want to make the big reveal special? It’s early though. What if she miscarried? It was early. Maybe she should say something in private? Her scent hadn’t changed yet because it was so early. Doc. J.J. only did a pregnancy test as part of a routine blood workup. Maybe she should keep it quiet until later when it’s less crazy here? That’s it, sh

— DAMON POV — I sat alone in my office, the sound of the clock ticking too loudly on the wall. It was late, but sleep was the last thing on my mind. I kept hearing her voice over and over again, like an echo I couldn’t get rid of. “I’m pregnant.” Jessica’s words kept playing in my head like a broken record. My fists tightened on the armrest of my chair. Pregnant? That couldn’t be possible… could it? I remembered the look on her face when she said it—soft, confident, like she wasn’t lying. But my chest burned with disbelief.

I’m pregnant, and he still isn’t going to fucking hire me? “Wesley, I need money—” “You’re moving in with me!” Wesley barks before I can finish my sentence, his eyes livid. “Rogue or not—that doesn’t matter! You’re pregnant with my child, Lily. That means you need the best care in the world, even if I dislike you.” Say what?!

Miss Clark asks with understanding. I gingerly shake my head and step back from Miss James. I look teary eyes to Miss Clark and ask in a choked whisper, "Can you change my schedule, please? I don't want it to match Jennifer or Jessica." A strong wave of nausea hits me and my stomach twists. I dash to the trash can next to Miss James's desk and feel the unwanted bile making it's way up my throat and into the bin. Miss James is there in an instant, holding back my hair and offering tissues. "Are you pregnant," Miss Clark asks with concern.