James
"King and Prince", Tiara giggles at my suggestions. "Our boys will be the coolest kids in school.", I proudly add.
"Or, they could be embarrassed by their own names and subjected to bullies.", she rejects my brilliant idea.
"Coming from someone called Tiara..", I tease her and she playfully pokes my cheeks.
Tiara is now 7 months pregnant, and we have yet to decide on the names. The last few months staying with her has been the best time of my life. I love waking up next to her, sneaking up behind her when she's watering and checking her plants. Rubbing her back and feet to ease her to sleep, her pregnant belly is huge now, making it very uncomfortable for her and difficult to sleep. Our apartment has fully transform with her touch, its very... homely now.
We're now at the balcony, we have a nook out here with my books and her plants. I must say, it's a pretty comfortable and nice corner. I'm laying my head on her lap. Earlier, I was telling our twins to give some mercy and stop kicking their mother.
"How about... Charles and Keith!", she suggests.
"You are so unoriginal! No way we're going to name them over a brand name. Oh! Bob and Rob."
"Ha-ha, funny!", she rolls her eyes and suggests, "David!""Boring..", I reject flatly.
"Niall? Niall Scott sounds good..", she suggests and I hummed. It actually sounds good. "Good, right!"
"Yeah, not bad..", I agree and she happily adds into our growing list of ideas. She place her phone down next to her and looks down at me lovingly then, pokes my cheeks again.
"Up.", she tells me to get up, which means one thing. I got up and kiss her tenderly.
"Love you..", she tells me as we break our kiss and I pepper her with more kisses.She snuggles into my neck as I let her lean on my chest. My left hand wraps her waist and settles on her pregnant belly while my right hand tucks her hair into her ears.
She lets out a soft sigh so I tilt her chin so she's looking at me, "What's wrong, Love?".
"Miss you...", she replies vaguely. Why is she missing me when she's in my arms.
"Miss me? I don't understand..."She groans and let out a bigger sigh, "Not like that.. I mean..in me..miss us doing it.."
I laugh till my body vibrates violently while still hugging her. She tries to get away from me but I hold her on.
"Aww baby.. few more months to go.." Although her doctor didn't abstain her from sex, but we decide to take extra precautions and wait until she gives birth.
"I can't get inside you, but I can do other things to get you off.", I suggest and she looks up to me with hooded eyes.
I capture her bottom lips and she parts her lips to allow my tongue to carress hers. Long gone the sweet, gentle kiss we had a moment ago as she moans into our kisses and our tongue fight for dominance. We continue to make out for several minutes until our breathing get laboured.
"Come on, let me make you feel good. Let's get inside. Don't want our neighbours to hear your sexy moans.", I help her up and lead her inside.
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"I think pastel yellow would be nice.", Tiara is discussing the color of the twins' room with Anna & Luke. Lately, these two has been appearing in our apartment more than I'm fond of. But they serve some purpose. I smirk inwardly.
"They're boys, so baby blue!", Luke suggests.
"Boringg!", Anna rejects Luke, "I think pastel yellow sounds good."
"Right!? Baby, come here!", she calls for me. I groan, I purposely let them come over to help her so I can avoid these. They're in the living room while I'm doing some writing at the balcony. I haven't move, hoping she forgets that she called me.
"James!!" Urgh fine.
"Yes, my dear beautiful, how can I help you?", I try to sound nice but I'm sure I don't sound nice at all.
She knows I'm trying to escape this, "Pick a colour and I'll let you free." I scoff at this and take a seat next to her.
"Are you sure about that? Who's the one going to assemble all the furniture we bought and do the painting? We know very well that Luke will only participate halfway before being called for emergency." I give Luke a side eye. Anna has already surrendered in advanced that she won't be involved in the heavy stuff.She kisses my cheek, "Well, they're yours too. You're gonna spend many night in there."
I pretend to gasps, "You're right!" I grab her tablet which has the colour swatch and points to the colour that I like.
"Grey?!", the three of them exclaims.
"You asked for my opinion.""They're babies!", she scowls at me.
"What's the point of choosing bright colours when they'll choose black, grey, white when they grow up.""That's just you. Not all men choose boring colours like you.", Luke retorts while flaunting his red and blue tshirt.
Tiara's fiddling something on her tablet with Anna while I continue to bicker with Luke. When suddenly the two of them bursts in excitement. "It's awesome!"
Luke & I turn to them curiously, "What is?"
"Pastel Yellow with Grey!", she turns her tablet towards us and beams happily.
"There you go! Isn't that nice, one color picked by mummy and another picked by daddy.", Anna claps and looking equally excited as Tiara.
"Luke, you're not on-call this weekend, right?", I asks Luke but my tone clearly not giving him any chance to run away.
"I've a date!!!!"
"It's for your favourite nephews. Are you going to abandon them and your bestie, for a girl you hardly know? Tsk tsk.. I don't think you deserve to be Uncle Lukey..."
Tiara immediately got into action after hearing this, "It's okay babe... I can still help you.. We'll do it together okay..." she says as she rubs my cheeks and pouts sadly.
"Aahh fine!! You better serve some good food! Lots of it!!", Luke relented finally while Tiara & I did a small fist bump. No one ever said we're not a manipulative couple.
Luke annoys Anna to no end and end up helping us the next day. All the major things — paintings, furnitures assemble are all done in a day.
"Alright love, in the coming months, you can decorate and fill it up how ever and with whatever you want.", I told Tiara as we admire our twins' room.
"Me? Puh-lease, handome. Look at those boxes over there, those are all your purchases.", she points to 1 stack of boxes.
"It's not all mine.", I tried to counter but she quickly stops me.
"Oh yes it is, babe... I'm always too eager to wait for a second to unpack my orders, right? So those can't be mine.", she said in a playful tone. Indeed, I always tease her for being so impatient.
"I love the three of you so much", I changed the subject and kiss the top of her head.
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Love, is not for us
RomanceTiara Rogers is a 27 years old Miss Prim & Proper. Being the co-owner of a marketing consulting start-up, planning, strategising & organizing is her passion. Not only in work, but her day-to-day routine. Work is her number 1 priority over anything...