Chapter Forty Seven

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Los Angeles, California

November 12, 2020-11:30 a.m.

Packing

Emily's P.O.V.

"Babe let me get that for you." Drew said grabbing the box I was carrying out of my hands.

"Drew I'm pregnant not helpless. I can carry a box by myself." I said putting my hands on my hips.

"I know baby but you keep picking up the heaviest boxes and I don't want you or the babies hurt." He said then walked the box to the living room. I just sat on the bed when he left. I hate that I can't help with anything. I feel useless.

"Baby don't be upset. I didn't mean to make you feel like this." Drew said walking back into the room.

"Its fine. I just.." I couldn't finish because I felt my breakfast coming back up. I ran to the bathroom and let my breakfast go. Drew was right behind me holding my hair and rubbing my back. When I was done I flushed the toilet and got up to brush my teeth. After I brushed my teeth I turned around to see Drew standing there with his arms open. I walked into his arms.

"You smell bad." I said after getting a wiff of his shirt. Nasty.

"Well I've been working." He said then kissed the top of my head.

"How many more boxes need to be moved that's been packed?"

"There's a couple boxes in Shea and Aiden's rooms and some in the guest room."

"Have Aiden get his boxes. I'll get Shea's and you get the guest room. Okay?" I said pulling away from our hug.

"Okay but only carry one boxes at a time." He said then went down stairs to the guest bedroom. I went to Shea's room. She was asleep. I picked up two small boxes and carried them to the living room so the movers could take them to the new house. Then I went back to her room to pick up the last box which was bigger. I picked it up and as I was entering the living room one of the movers came in.

"Her ma'am I'll take that." He said taking it from me.

"Thanks and don't call me ma'am. My name is Emily."

"Okay Emily we're almost done for today. We'll come back when ever you call for another load to be picked up."

"You guys are the best. I'll call in a week or so." I said then there was a honk from the moving truck.

"I guess we're done. I'll speak with you later." He said and left carrying the last box. Then Drew came back up stairs. He had is phone in hand.

"Wes is coming over." He said and put his phone up.

"Okay well you need to shower." I said.

"I know. You wanna join me?" He said with a wink.

"No I don't." I said and he pouted then went to the bathroom. While he was in the shower Wes came over.

"Hey where's Stasia?" I asked letting him inside.

"She had work right after the doctor appointment. Where's Drew?" He asked sitting down on the couch.

"In the shower. He smelt terrible after moving boxes this morning."

"No I didn't. Your nose is just very strong because you're pregnant." Drew said walking into the living room in just basketball shorts.

"Which means you smelt bad." I said as he put his arm around me.

"Whatever. So what did you want to tell us?"

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