Thrive - Side 2

It’s finally the day Abby and I are moving into our new home.

“How’s it feel to leave?” I asked, wrapping my arms around her waist.

“Weird. This has been home for the past two years, but I’m also excited as we’re moving to a bigger home.”

I smiled and kissed her.

“How do you feel?” she asked, wrapping her arms around my neck.

“I guess I feel the same, but I’m also feeling sad. This has been home for years.”

She kissed me this time.

“I love you.” she said.

“I love you, too.”

“What about you guys?” she said to Baz and Peyton who were running toward us.

Abby was clearly tempted to go pick them up but ultimately knew that was a bad idea. Instead, she tried to reach and pet them which she could barely do.

“How about we sit?” I suggested.

“Sounds good.”

She walked over and sat down on the couch with me while the boys eventually jumped up on our laps. She leaned against me and rested her head on my shoulder.

“How long till the truck arrives?”

“Fifteen minutes.”

She sighed. We had everything ready to go on the truck except the couch we were sitting on.

“Are you tired?”

It’s ten in the morning.

“I was a bit restless last night. Got six hours. Needless to say, I’m gonna take a nap later.”

“You can take a cat nap if you’d like. I’ll wake you up when it arrives.”

She nodded and closed her eyes, falling asleep quickly.

“Abby.”

“No.”

“The truck’s here.”

“Ok.” she said, beginning to open her eyes.

She moved her head and rubbed her eyes. We heard a knock on the door which jolted her awake and she moved away from me so I could answer the door. She stayed on the couch with the dogs while I talked to one of the movers.

“Could you hold onto the boys?” I asked.

“Yeah.”

Less than an hour later, Abby sat in her car with the dogs, waiting for me so we could drive to the new house.

“Hey.” I said from her passenger car window.

“Hey.”

“Ready to go?”

“Yep.”

She pulled out after me and off we were to our new home. It wasn’t much longer over a drive and I was in awe when we arrived.

“You want me to grab them?” she asked me, getting out of her car.

“If you’d like to.”

She nodded and grabbed their leashes. She hooked them then got them out of the backseat.

“You get here okay?” I asked, placing my hands on her shoulders.

“Yes. It was only ten minutes.”

“Can you blame me for worrying?”

“Not really. No. Anyway, would you like me to stay with the dogs once we’re in the house?”

“Please.”

“You’re still not gonna let me help? With anything?”

“Yep.”

“You’re ridiculous. I’m not disabled or anything, so it’s not like...”

He gave me a look.

“Fine. I give up.”

She walked away from me and toward the front door.

“I’m gonna walk around till I have a place to sit.” she said, unhooking the dogs.

I could slight sense of attitude in her voice, but I didn’t bother getting into an argument.

“I’ll let you know when the couch is here.”

“Ok.”

I texted her fairly quickly.

Couch is here.

Hallelujah.

Be down soon.

When she didn’t come downstairs in a reasonable amount of time, I dashed up the steps as I was worried; turns out, she was in Scarlett’s nursery.

"You're okay. Thank goodness." I said, hugging her.

She looked at me confusedly.

"Why are you giving me that look?" I asked.

"Why are you so panicked? It's only been five minutes since that text."

"Abby, it's been a half hour. I've been calling your name for maybe five minutes and when I didn't get a response, I rushed up here."

"Oh, I must've drifted off. I was gazing at our backyard. I apologize if I worried you."

"It's fine. I love you."

"I love you, too."

"This is quite the view." I said as she walked toward the window.

I wrapped my arms around her belly.

"It is. Isn't it?"

"Absolutely."

I kissed the top of her head and we began to sway.

"I'm so fucking happy." she said, touching my hands.

"Me too."

“How much longer you think?”

“Twenty minutes.”

“I like the sound of that. I’m actually gonna go sit now. I need to.”

I unraveled from her and we went down the steps and walked into the living room where our couch was. She propped herself on a pillow and laid down.

“Feeling better?” I said on the opposite end of the couch.

“Much. Don’t be surprised if I fall asleep again.”

I nodded and kissed her. A short time later, I walked toward the couch to see Abby sleeping; I picked her up and carried her to our new bedroom. I laid her down and I did the same, falling asleep quickly. I woke up later to her kissing me and moving which prompted me to touch her arm in order to stop her from leaving.

“Stay.”

“I have to pee.”

“Come back please.”

“Ok.”

She left and I did not wake up till she came back.

“Hey.” I said, yawning.

“Hey.”

“You look so cute right now.”

She was tucked into her body pillow; she blushed and buried her head into the pillow.

“Where are you going?” I asked, laughing.

I pushed down the pillow as much as I could and tried to reach her so I could kiss her. I succeeded and pressed my lips onto hers; she removed it so she could crawl onto my lap and deepen the kiss. She pushed me against the wall since it was easier to kiss me that way because of her bump. I moved my hand onto the small of her back in an attempt to pull off her shirt. She detached herself for me to take off her shirt and bra. I ran my hands up and down her back.

“You are so fucking beautiful.” I said, kissing her neck.

She ran her hands through my hair and blushed again.

“Alex.” she moaned.

She started unbuttoning my shirt from the top. When she was at the third button, I unattached himself and finished her job for her, quickly removing it while she worked on my pants; it wasn't too long till I stopped her there too.

“You can't possibly do all the work." she whispered into my ear.

With a smirk, she slipped a hand into my pants and felt my semi-hard cock, rubbing the head with her thumb; I could not help but moan. When she stopped, I was frustrated and I imagined that amused her seeing how I would not let her lift a finger today. She proceeded to pull down my pants and I kicked them off.

"Could you hand me a pillow and sit on the edge of the bed for me, please?" she asked, crawling back up to kiss me.

"Of course, my love." I said against her lips.

She giggled and moved to the floor once I gave her a pillow for her belly.

"Have you forgotten the rest of your clothes? Or were you waiting for me to do that?"

"How could I possibly do that?"

She took the rest of hers off while I watched. She slid my briefs off and put her mouth on my cock.

"Perfect." I said once she went further down.

I held onto her hair as she bobbed her head up and down until I was on the cusp of an orgasm. She finished me off with her hand and made a mess of her face. I pulled her back up as she was having a little trouble standing up.

"Thank you." she said, kissing me.

"Don't mention it."

I picked her up, setting her onto the bed and cleaned off her face.

“How do I look?”

“As beautiful as ever.” I said, kneeling in front of her.

She smiled and buried her face into my neck.

“Come join me.”

She crawled further onto the bed and I joined her?

“How do you want to-“ I started to ask.

“I was thinking getting on all fours...”

“You sure?”

“If you grab me that pillow, I’ll be good.”

I nodded and kissed her rather lovingly before doing so. When I handed her a pillow, she swiftly moved it under her and moved so I was at my entrance.

“Fuck. You’re so wet.”

She was soaking wet.

“That’s because of how badly I want you right now.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes.”

I smirked.

“Don’t be afraid to go fast; I know best since I’m the one's who pregnant.”

“I’ll take your word for it. Ready?”

“Yes.”

When I penetrated her, she moaned and buried her head in the pillow. I started slow but gradually got faster.

“Holy shit, Alex.”

“Fuck, Abby.”

I held onto her hips rather tightly, but she loved it. When she came, she collapsed into the pillow. She laid on her side while I did the same.

“You are amazing.” I said, caressing her face.

She looked down then back up and smiled.

“So are you.”

“I have a question. How long had we been in bed before we woke up?”

“An hour.”

She nodded.

“Are you hungry?” I asked.

“Starved. What time is it?”

“Close to two. What do you have in mind?”

“Oh, I can actually make a decision today?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes.” I sighed, knowing what she was referring to.

“Pizza and don’t you dare say it’s unhealthy.”

“Pizza it is.”

She sighed and sat up. She held her arms around her belly.

“What are you thinking, Scarlett? Today’s been hectic so far, mainly because of your daddy.” she said, looking over at me.

I shook my head and sat up, sliding next to her, wrapping an arm around her belly and intertwining our fingers. She smiled and melted into me.

“Can Daddy have a kiss?” I asked.

She turned and kissed me.

“Daddy tastes good.”

“I apologize for being a jackass, but I had good intentions.”

“I know you did. Thank you for the apology. I appreciate it.”

“We’re good, then?”

“Yes.” she said against my lips.

At the same time, we felt Scarlett kick.

“Hello, baby girl. You accept the apology too, don’t you?” she asked, laughing.

-kick-

“She’s smart just like her mommy.”

She got more comfortable and smiled.

“What?” I asked.

“I have a middle name. I’d like your opinion.”

“Shoot.”

“Aurora.”

She turned slightly to see my reaction.

“I love it. Scarlett Aurora Gaskarth.”

“It has a beautiful ring to it, doesn’t it?”

“Definitely.”

“And it sounds very regal like your name.”

I started to laugh.

“What? It does! Alexander William Gaskarth.”

“I guess you’re right.”

“Of course I am. So, it’s perfect. A family of royals. You can’t forget that I’m 62% Scottish/Irish, too.”

“I love you, Abigail Gaskarth.”

“I love you, too.”

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