May 1999
Stevie was six months pregnant and she felt every bit of it. She was smaller than she had been with Max, but it was difficult with him because he was always wanting to be held. Lindsey warned her time and time again that it wasn't good for her, but she couldn't resist it when he gave her that grin or started to cry.
They had just found out they were having a baby girl. Stevie and Lindsey were ecstatic. Lindsey wanted a daddy's girl, and Stevie couldn't wait to dress her up in the cutest little outfits (but Lindsey made her promise no baby shawls).
At the moment, Stevie was sitting at the table, feeding Max baby food with one hand and scribbling down baby girl names with the other. Most of the names were being crossed off.
"What's wrong with Lily?" Lindsey asks, peeking over her shoulder.
"I don't like it," she replies simply, not looking up at him.
He laughed and leaned down to kiss her. Things between them were amazing. They had their last therapy session a couple weeks ago and it seemed as though they had both finally worked through their issues.
Lindsey sat down to eat a sandwich and he looks over the list, "Grace?"
"Nope," she crosses it off the list.
She finishes feeding Max and cleans him off before scooping him up. She kisses his forehead and tickles his belly, making him giggle.
"Hey angel," Stevie already knew she was in for something good when he called her that, "I was just wondering if maybe, I don't know, since I'm here all the time and half my things are here already.....maybe I could just move in?"
She just shrugs and smiles, "sure."
"Really?" He looks at her surprised.
"We want you here and also, I can't do this anymore. He's getting too heavy for me to constantly lift him."
"I can have my stuff delivered tomorrow. Not that there's much. Most of that stuff was yours."
"We can sell it...." She suggests.
"Or we could put it in the studio basement...." He replies.
"'Not going to let that go, are you?"
"Contractor comes on Monday," he says with a grin.
She rolls her eyes, "why am I not surprised?"
Max was getting fussy and she bounces him gently, trying to calm him. She takes him upstairs to rock him to sleep. Once he's asleep, Stevie places him in his crib and heads out of the room. She nearly bumps right in to Lindsey.
She smiles and leans up to kiss him, wrapping her arms around his neck as he deepens the kiss. She pulls back, smiling, "what are you doing, Mr Buckingham?"
He runs his hands over her curves and kisses down her neck, "I thought it was nap time...."
"I think you have a fetish for pregnant women," she says with a giggle.
"Can you blame me? You're sexy," he runs his hands up to cup her beasts and she moans quietly.
She sighs, "I really wanted to take a nap."
"Nap and then sex?" He asks.
"Deal." They high five and make their way to the bedroom, crawling into bed together. She cuddles right up to him with her head on his chest and he plays with her hair.
"Hey baby," he says, "what do you think of Elizabeth Anne?"
Stevie only has to think about it for a moment, "Elizabeth Anne Nicks. I love it."
