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20 Weeks

Jade's POV

September 29, 2015

Today was Lizzie's 20 week ultrasound. Let me tell you. Keeping the media from knowing that she was pregnant with twins was hard. The plan was to tell my side of the family on Thanksgiving, and Lizzie's next week.

Today was also the day we would find out what gender the twins are. I mean we each had a list of three names for both boys and girls to choose from. But to be able to narrow it down to just boys, or just girls was always good.

Lizzie came out of the bathroom for like the fourth time this morning. "I swear they like to sit on my freaking bladder." She grumbles softly coming down to sit next to me on the couch again.

I chuckle softly kissing her head. "If I could take your pain, I would." I state rubbing her back.

She lets out a grunt of pain as she shifts to get closer to me to curl into my body sucking up my heat.

Bruno growls at me from his place on his doggie bed. "Seriously little man? I didn't do anything to her." I raise my hands up in surrender. He barks at me to retaliate. Lizzie let's out a soft laugh. "He's protecting his mama from the big baddie who knocked her up." She teases looking up at me with hooded eyes.

I gulp shaking my head. "Oh my god." I grumble throwing my head back against the top of the couch. I hit my head on the wall. "Shit! Ow!"

Lizzie looks at me with a frown. "Jade?" She runs her hand throw my hair. When she pulls back she notices a small amount of blood on her finger tips. "Shit! Jade you're bleeding!" She practically yells. I turn slightly to see what I had hit. Noticing a small piece of paint had been chipped from when we pushed the sofa against the wall.

I grab her hand looking at the blood in on her fingers before looking back at the wall. I notice a little speckle of blood. I frown running my own hand through the back of my hair. When I pull my hand away I notice a small amount of blood. "Well that's not good." I mumble slightly.

"You think?!" She looks at me deadpanning her statement. "Lizzie." She starts to freak out. "Lizzie?!" I grab her hands so her eyes snap to meet mine. "My head doesn't hurt. It's okay. It's not that bad it'll probably stop in a little bit. In the meantime would you like to join me in the shower to clean my hair of blood?"

She slowly nods as she starts to calm down. "I think the shower will help you relax too." I make sure my grip on her hands is good before standing up. I help her up dropping one hand when she stands. I squeeze her hand and start to pull her towards the big shower that was in the master bathroom attached to our bedroom.

As I slowly strip I look over at Lizzie who was watching me like a hawk her lower lip in between her teeth. I gulp with a shudder. "Hot shower?" I ask in a whisper.

"Steaming." She whispers back walking over to me pressing a chaste kiss to my lips. I hum in appreciation. "God you're sexy." I mutter to my wife.

"Even though I'm fat?" She asks looking down at the ground. "Elizabeth Olsen. You are not fat. You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen. You are carrying our beautiful twins. Please never think that you are fat." I pull her to me wrapping my arms around her waist. She wraps her arms around my back hugging back. "I love you." "I love you too. Now let's take our steaming hot shower. And it will show you how incredibly sexy you are and how fast my incredibly sexy wife can turn me on." I wink.

Lizzie let's out an adorable giggle before stripping and heading into the bathroom turning on the water. Here's to a steamy fun shower.

An hour later we step out of the shower happy and fully satiated with smiles on our face. "I'll go bring Bruno out to make sure he's good before our appointment sound good?"