Novel & Cerita Tracy Jordan Belly Stuffing

Bella replied, her eyes lightening with amusement as she helped him sit up a little more. “I think we all know who’s the real hero here,” Tracy said, pulling out containers of Jason's favorite dishes and setting them down on the coffee table. “Now, no more excuses, You’re eating all of this.” Jason laughed softly, grateful for the distraction. “I don’t know, I think I’ve had my fill of hospital food.” “Not a chance,” Tracy insisted, setting the food in front of him. “You need to get stronger, and that means eating.”

"You're not gonna believe your taste buds. You'll fall in love with me before you know it." "Goddess, Jordan! You do not flirt with your Luna." The older woman spoke for the first time. "I'm not. I'm just showcasing my culinary skills." Jordan shrugs in fake innocence. She ignores him and continues cleaning around the kitchen. "Well, lovely Sara, that was the fastest and simplest dish I could make since Océane wasn't giving me enough time." I looked down at the many plates that consisted of bacon, sausages, eggs, black pudding, baked beans, tomatoes, mushrooms, toast, and a cup of tea.

"I'm Candice. Sorry you had to ride over here with crabby pants. Since you'll be playing with him, you should get used to it. If you think it's bad now, just wait until the season starts. We're all crossing our fingers and toes that the Pronghorns at least break five hundred this year. Even my mother gets a dose of his snarly behavior when they lose. Maybe you can convince him that football is a team sport and he is not God." That's my baby sister, and poor Jordan is getting a full serving. We move farther into the house and my mom and Steph stroll out of the kitchen. Ty walks down the stairs and joins us. I make the introductions and they hug Jordan in turn. She laughs and smiles but I can

“So I take it you are starving?” “Yes.” He grins and winks. “And I know just the way to satisfy your hunger.” Jordan scoops me in a bridal style and carries me to the dining table and then he disappears into the kitchen and then returns with a whip cream. A shiver rum down my spine in anticipation of what he’s about to do to me. Jordan tugs off my gown in one smooth movement, trailing his tongue down the valley of my breast to my navel. He pours some cream on my navel and begins to suck while he trails his fingers down my fold.

They get settled into a room and a very nice nurse sticks a needle to her spine making her ease in pain as she breathes out a sigh of relief. Jordan fawns over her for an hour, bringing her stilettos, water and extra blankets. "Jordan dear?" She calls out to him. "Hmm?" "I carried and nurtured this baby in me for night months and I'll be super pissed if I pop it out only for it to look like you." She grumbles out and he lets out a light chuckle. "Pissed or blessed, baby?" He grins cheekily at her, and just when Stacy was about to answer, a knock came from the door.

"Sis, I am sorry to burst your bubble but that's what you signed up for, and get ready for when they will be double because it is going to get even worst, don't say I didn't warn you," Jordan said busting into laughter again, Katrina and her baby were all the fun he needed, he only wished they are with him physically, he wanted to carry his goddaughter and have a conversation with her. "I am getting scared, my tummy is getting bigger, Lord help me that I get a Steria part two, I will just run away and come back when they are at least ten, "It doesn't get better, I am Twenty-eight and still pest my parents if I want,"

she licked her dry lips. The thought of food alone made her stomach grumble loudly reminding her that she had nothing to eat all throughout yesterday except for Ugo's favorite candy. Too bad she didn't get to look at the name so she could get to buy them when she eventually gets out. She sat with her legs spread wide on the ground as she wiggle her fingers in anticipation of what Jordan would bring. Not too long after Alita had almost started falling asleep on the floor, Jordan walked in with a tray of food. A proud smile appeared on his face as he open the tray to reveal streamy plates of Risotto and Focaccia.

"Maybe you'll finally stop working so much and pay attention to your wife." His fingers tighten on my waist. Before he can say anything else, Jordan comes barreling back towards us, nearly tripping over his own feet. "Did you see that?! Nora destroyed them! She's like... a cheetah! A cheetah with anger issues!" I laugh and ruffle his hair. "Language, mister." Jordan grins up at us, completely unbothered, then suddenly gasps like he just remembered something important. "Oh! I made another banner for the next race!" he announces proudly, already digging into his backpack.

Bobby and his two little shadows are right behind them. "Here's your soup." Jordan pushes my chair over to the table, and Courtney puts a bowl of homemade tomato soup in front of me. My stomach growls when I catch a whiff of it. "Thank you. It looks and smells delicious." She smiles and pats me on the shoulder. "Jordan, are you sure you don't want some?" Courtney asks.

Though she didn't recall my past, I was still happy. "You can come over and check me", I spoke before laying down on the bed. After pulling the baggy shirt up my belly, Dr Tracy squirted a cold gel across my belly. It wasn't the first time to be in such a condition but this time I didn't feel the chill of the goop. However the writhing in my stomach caught my attention when the probe pressed against the fast growing bump. A smile spread across my face and I closed my eyes briefly.