I don't want you boys pressuring Samantha even if you are the father.
Samantha thought the twins had great parents. Why couldn't her dad be like this. Her dad wasn't even talking to her and had told her after the semester ended he would no longer be funding her tuition. That had come as a major shock because it meant she'd have to find a job and maybe work two to make up the amount of money for the tuition. The twins were lucky for the support they had. Even though their parents were filthy rich, they were down to earth, considerate, understanding and more.
Well the lunch ended well. The twin's mom organized the paternity test. She knew someone, so it would be the next day. The three of them were going. Well they had to go to get it done.
On the drive back home with Liam, he begged her to take back the ring. He pulled the car over, and begged her. He explained that he loved her. Kissed her palms, kissed all the way up her arms. Pressed kisses all over her face.
Samantha felt his desperation to have her. She knew he'd treat her well, give her and the baby everything she'd need. But she needed time. Too much was happening too fast and she was feeling overwhelmed. She loved being with Liam but she wanted to make sure when she made the decision it was the right one and not based on what was comfortable, or would look good for others to see.
Liam cried and she cried.
The next day they walked out of the paternity office. It was done. They were told it would take two days for the results to be in.
"You okay?" Noah asked.
She nodded and Noah pulled her in for a hug and kissed the top of her head. While she held Liam's hand.
Liam looked away.
Noah held her other hand and they walked to the car. It probably looked messed up to people. She in the middle with a twin on either side.
They had come in one car. It made more sense. So nobody would run late and they'd all be together. She sat in the back with Noah while Liam drove.
"How are you feeling?" Noah asked again.
I feel ok. Sometimes on mornings not great. Off and on some mornings I vomit, but I guess that's a part of being pregnant.
He rest his hand on her tummy. "Do you think I'll feel anything?"
"If you leave it long enough you will but it would be like a flutter, not like kicks and stuff."
He left his hand a while but didn't feel anything.
"I want to be a dad to this baby so bad."
Liam was watching them from the mirror.
"You both would be great dads." Samantha said.
Noah kissed her. hands cradling her face, the kiss getting more intense.
Liam mashed the brakes and they jerked forward.
"Liam you're an idiot!" Noah yelled.
