The Devil's Debt

Sudden

11 months later
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We had a wedding on the beach. It's beautiful. The sound of the ocean mixed with the laughter and chatting of everyone we love around us is hypnotizing. We're in the building for the reception and I stand there with Milo. I feel Ky's hand on my back as he walks up behind me, kissing my shoulders and rubbing my stomach.

"You alright? You should sit down, I don't want you on your feet." Ky says, looking down at me.

"I'm fine. The doctor said I should be more active. It'll help him come a little faster." I say back, looking up at him.

"Well, Mom wanted to see you."

"Is... she..."

I don't finish my sentence, but he knows exactly what I'm asking.

"No. I haven't heard from her. Don't let that ruin our night, alright? We're married now. Marvel in it." he says, smiling as he kisses me. "Come on."

I give Milo a smile as Ky grabs my hand and walks me over to Lisa where her, M'Kenna, and Kylen are. I look in the stroller at Kylen and I smile at him before hugging Lisa and M'Kenna.

"Isa, hi! He's still not here?!" she asks, shocked at how big I've gotten.

"No. God, I wish I could do something to get this baby out of me." I say, sighing and putting my hand to my back.

"I told you to have a seat, Isa." he says in a 'told-you- so' tone.

"I'm fine-"

"Seat."

He pulls up a chair and lets me sit down as we continue talking with Lisa.

"How far along are you now?" she asks.

"I'm fourty weeks now. Almost full term. He should be here any day now."

"He won't come out for anything." Ky says, standing behind me, rubbing my shoulders.

"Y'know.." Lisa says, raising her eyebrows.

"Ma. We tried it. Multiple times." Ky says, laughing.

"More than multiple." I say, smiling.

"Well I got nothing." Lisa says in defeat. "Have you guys thought of a name yet?"

"No, not yet. It's difficult trying to pick just one." I say, sitting back and resting my arm on my belly as I drink the Ginger Ale in my cup.

"I told you. I want Ace."

"Well I like other names besides that one."

"Name one."

"Dylan."

"We're not naming our kid Dylan. Besides, the Dylan I already have is an ass. My son's not gonna be an ass."

I roll my eyes and I look at Lisa.

"We still have some figuring out to do." I say.