Thrive

We’re at the end of the tour in the U.S. which was on the first Sunday of August, but now, instead of me getting my man back, they’re headed to Southeast Asia for two weeks worth of dates. It’s a fourteen hour time difference, so trying to figure out when I’m gonna be able to speak to him will certainly be a struggle. If the man had a normal sleep schedule, it might be easier; speaking of a sleep schedule, it’s gonna have to change by the time he becomes a dad to this little one that’s growing in my uterus. So, at this point in my pregnancy, I have sore breasts due to them becoming ready to produce breast milk aka they’re already enlarging which makes Alex happy and such a man; if only he knew how much the pain was bothering me. The fatigue and morning sickness are still there which just happen to be the perfect symptoms for a sous chef. It’s things like this that make me want to be wrapped up in his arms and just lay around with him whether it be in bed or on the couch. Since it’s Sunday, I plan on talking to him via FaceTime while lying in bed. After I managed to eat something late in the afternoon, I headed to the bedroom and called him.

“Hey.”

“Hey.” I said groggily.

I was lying on my side with my head on a pillow.

“Are you okay?”

I wanted to hear him ask if he could get me anything, but what would be the point if he’s on the east coast?

“I feel like crap.”

“We don’t have to talk.”

“I can’t believe that those words just came out of your mouth. I'm taking every opportunity to talk to you that I can.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t say that. I still have fatigue and morning sickness. Hell, I haven’t even eaten that much today.”

I groaned again.

“Wish I could get you something right now.”

“I wish that too. You have no idea how much I’d love that right now. Anyway, how are you? How does it feel to be on the last day of this tour?”

“Great, but it’s so fucking hot and sticky here in Florida.”

I laughed.

“It’s pretty hot itself over here.”

“You staying in the air conditioning?”

“All fucking day.”

“How are Baz and Peyton?”

“Good. They miss their daddy.”

“Aww... I miss them too. They keeping their mama company right now?”

“Yeah. They’re at the foot of the bed actually.”

“Can I see them?”

“Nope.” I tried to say with a straight face.

“Abby.”

“I’m kidding, Alex.”

I turned the phone, so he could see them.

“Hey guys. You taking good care of your mama while I’m gone?”

There were a couple barks and sniffing of my phone.

“I miss you both. You be good boys for her okay? I love her, too. Daddy’ll be home soon.”

I smiled to myself as he spoke to them; he was fucking adorable.

“They really do miss you and hate it when I’m working. Cooking for a living is the absolute worst job you can have while you’re pregnant.”

“Sorry to hear that. How are your breasts?”

I actually couldn’t believe he asked me that and with a straight face because sometimes he can act like a child.

“Still sore.”

“And waiting for my hands.”

I laughed again.

“You’re so immature.”

“You laughed.”

“I couldn’t control myself.”

“I’m hilarious. Aren’t I?”

I shook my head.

“Most of the time.” I said smiling.

“I love your smile.”

“Thank you. It’s all because of you.”

“I can’t take all the credit.”

“Well, you can take most of it.”

He nodded with a smile. I then got hit with nausea again ruining my happiness.

“Fuck.” I said making a face.

“I should let you go. You’re clearly not feeling well.”

I opened my mouth to protest.

“No. As much as I wanna continue talking to you, I’d rather you feel better.”

“Ok. You’re right. I love you.”

“I love you, too. Feel better, babe.”

“Thank you. Have a great time tonight.”

I headed to the bathroom just seconds after I hung up with him and puked.

“I hate this so much.”

I sat on the floor for ten minutes until I felt good enough to get up and brush my teeth. By the time eight thirty came around and I was looking for a snack in the kitchen, I heard my phone go off. Alex had sent a sweaty and sexy pic of himself after their concert with a smile as wide as could be and I smiled and licked my lips. He was so cute and hot at the same time.

Looking good, hot stuff.

Look who’s talking.

Notes

Not exactly thrilled with the chapter title or with the description, but hopefully the chapter made up for that.