Willow is best friends with the Blackbourne Toma family. She had been for years, she honestly couldn't remember a time without them in her life. So it's only natural for her to call them to see if they could pick her up when her loser boyfriend can'...
Willow slowly opened her eyes and smiled softly as she faced Owen who was still sleeping. She raised her hand and sighed softly then dropped her hand. Rolling over she scooted until her back was up against his chest and sighed happily when he moved his arm up under her head and wrapped his arm around her belly and started moving his thumb up and down in a soothing manner. He sleepily kissed her neck, "go back to sleep, Darling," his voice thick with sleep.
She hummed happily and drifted back to sleep while he kissed her head softly then went back to sleep as well. (Picture found on Google)
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"How is she doing?" Willow slowly drifted awake hearing Sean's whisper.
"Sleeping," Owen whispered after kissing her hair.
"Good," Sean whispered. "I'll check in later," she heard Sean and Owen kiss then Sean left the room.
Owen started to sit up and she whimpered as his arm that she was laying on moved. He chuckled, "Okay Darling, I don't mind cuddling a little longer."
She smiled as he wrapped his arm back around her stomach and she drifted back to sleep as he murmured Japanese into her ear.
The next time she woke it was to soft kisses on her belly. She opened her eyes and smiled when she saw Luke and Gabe kissing her belly. She giggled softly since it tickled as she felt them move around, which alerted Luke and Gabe to her being awake.
"Hey Sleeping Beauty," Gabe beamed.
"Morning," She yawned as she tried to stretch. She frowned when she noticed that Owen wasn't behind her. "Where's Owen?"
"He got called into work," Luke smiled as he pushed some hair out of her face. "So, we came to cuddle with you. I have to say Cupcake, that it's pretty cool feeling them kick. How does it feel to you?"
She thought for a moment, "Kind of like butterflies."
"Fucking cool," Gabe chuckled as she glared at him, "Oy, I'll work on it."
"Thank you," she smiled softly. "I'm hungry."
"What do you want?" Luke asked, "North is downstairs."
"Why aren't you at work?" She asked.
"We are going in later," Luke explained. "We are taking shifts so some of us are always at home with you. Doc said you might need to rest more than you realize now that we know there are four instead of two. He doesn't want any kind of complications arising and no one be here to help you if something happens suddenly."
"Okay," She nodded and they looked at her kind of shocked. She smiled softly. "I don't want any risks when it comes to all of them. I'll try not to be so stubborn from now on."
"We know you can't help it sometimes," Gabe smiled. "Now what would you like to eat?"
"Actually, I want a club sandwich," she chuckled.
"Well, let's see what North says about that," Luke chuckled.
"Don't be daft," Gabe laughed as he carried her down the stairs, "you know he won't deny his Baby whatever she wants to eat."
"That depends, actually," North said making them look over to see him leaning against the doorframe with a smirk on his lips. He spun his snake bites and pushed off the doorframe. "Morning, Baby," he smirked, "what are you hungry for?"
"Club sandwich and a pickle and fruit," She smiled as she thought about it. "Please?"
"Okay," he nodded, "go rest and I'll make it for you." He kissed her softly then Luke carried her into the living room.
"See, Cupcake, Gabe told you he wouldn't deny you whatever you wanted."
"Meanie?" She asked as she got comfortable on the couch.
"Yeah Trouble?" He asked as he brushed her hair. She sighed in happiness as he brushed her hair then started playing with it.
"I want to make something for the babies, but I don't know what," she said as she picked at the blanket. "Something to keep me occupied but also something for the babies."
"Why don't you get back into your goddamn cross stitching and make shit that we can hang on the walls of the nursery?" He asked.
"I don't have any of my stuff anymore," she shook her head. "Although that sounds like a good idea."
"I have it stored in the art studio," he smirked. "I'll go get your goddamn books and once you find what you are fucking looking for, I'll go get your shit for you."
