My dads best friend my teacher

Baby shower

"Shawn!" I whine. He runs out the restroom to check on me. "What's wrong? Is it the baby?" I turn around to face him pouting. "My shorts they're not zipping up." He chuckles walking over to me and rubs my belly. "You can always wear something else?" I huff, we had our doctor's appointment yesterday and Shawn didn't want to know the gender and he won't tell me where we are going. He kiss my belly a few times and stands back. "I want to wear shorts it's hot today, I'm going to try one more time." I tell him and he laughs as I struggle. "It shouldn't be this hard I'm only 5 months!" He slowly stops laughing. "Yeah 5 months with twins, the doctor said your growth will be different than having 1 baby." I whine some more. "This is all your fault, look at me! I'm fat! I can't fit into my shorts and I don't want to wear anything else it will be hard to get this off and put on something different on and I don't want to do that. These are my favorite shorts, why would you do this to me, you hate me that much that you would get me pregnant?" He looks at me confused. "Uhm...everything will be ok, you're not fat and ugly. You are a beautiful pregnant woman." What he said don't call me down I lift up my shirt and point at my belly. "Stretch marks! I have stretch marks because you, you piece of shit?" He frowns rolling his eyes. "Ice cream and pickles." I stop crying and smile. "Yes please." He sighs going down stairs. I slide on some different shorts that fit me perfect and slide on some flip flops and I walk downstairs rubbing my belly. I get to the kitchen and Shawn hands me one pickle and a small bowl of ice cream. "That's it? This is all I get?" He face palms himself. "For the love of God, eat the damn ice cream so we can go." I tear up. "shit." He says in an exasperated tone. "Why did you yell at me?" I cry as I stuff my face with ice cream. "I can't wait until you finally pop." I ignore him and finish eating. I set the bowl in the sink. "Ok I'm ready."

"Shawn where are we?" He holds both my hands. "We're almost there, ok stop." We stop, I feel him go behind me and take the blind fold off. "Surprise!" Shawn threw me a baby shower! "Shawn!" I cry hugging him and he chuckles hugging me back. "Surprise baby, do you like it?" I wipe my tears. "I love it!" Mom comes over hugging me. "How are you feeling?" Shawn's dad hands him a beer and Shawn laughs. "You should have seen her today at the house, she got angry because she couldn't fit into her shorts and called me a piece of shit and the list goes on." I blush. "Sorry about that." My dad laughs. "That's the Reed girls for ya!" His lowly stops when he sees mom and I annoyed look. He clears his throat. "I'm just going to go over there." He walks away to the table full of food. He kiss my lips before sipping his beer Aaliyah grabs my hand and we walk over to Derek and Rebecca who are standing near the bush hand in hand. "I didn't know you two were dating, why didn't you two tell me?" They smile. "We weren't sure when it was the right time." I rub my belly while my other hand rest on my back. "Maybe you should sit down for a bit." I shake my head. "I'm fine." I wince and try to breathe which caught everyone's attention especially Shawn's. "You need to get off your feet." Shawn guides me to a soft cushion chair. "There you go, I will get you some water." I nod. "She's ok, she just a little cramp that's all." He announces. "How is the pregnant life?" I whine. "Tiring, my belly is always itchy." Shawn comes back with the water then lifts my shirt up and rubs an itch cream on it. "That feels so good." He smiles rubbing the cream in then he stops. We look at each other and I'm getting ready to cry. "They're moving!" Our parents come over to see what were up too. "Mom, dad the twins are moving!" They touch my belly and they kick again. "My grand babies!" My mom and Shawn's mom say at the same time. Shawn gets clasping his hands together getting everyone's attention. "Alright, the moment we've all been waiting for!" Shawn helps me and leads me the table where two sticks laid. Everyone pull out their phone recording, the photographer Shawn hired goes around taking pictures. "Ready in 3...2...1!" Pink and powder fly out and Shawn looks like he's going to breakdown in tears. He walks over to me kissing my lips, he deepens the kiss which the photographer took. I hug him tears falling down my face. "Fuck, I love you so much." He mumbles against my lips before kissing me again. After taking a few pictures I grab me a piece of cake. "Mama is hungry." I tell myself before taking the first bite and moan. "So good!" People come up to me congratulating me.

Shawn lays beside me in bed and huff. "Hosting a baby shower is a lot." I giggle going into his arms. "My poor baby worked so hard today to make everything perfect." I say in a playful tone. He smacks my ass. "Damn straight." He rest a hand on my belly. "We're having girls, twin girls." He slides down a bit so he's face to face with my belly. "I love you girls so much, daddy can't wait to meet the both of you." He kiss my belly a few times then looks up at me. "Don't forget the doctor said being pregnant with twins means you won't go into labor on the exact date you're due. Twin pregnancy's are different so we need to stay vigilant." He kiss my belly again. "Your pregnancy makes you look-" I cut him off. "Fat." He chuckles. "No I was going to say extraordinarily beautiful. I always thought you could never get any prettier and your pregnancy proved me wrong." He rubs my belly. "Shawn I need to pee." He gets up and helps me up. "Got it baby?" I hum resting a hand on my back. "Want me to rub your feet?" I sit on the toilet. "Yes please, they love to dance on my bladder. I'm hungry do we have any pickles, I just want the pickles no ice cream this time. I want pickles dipped in sugar. He leans against the door frame laughing. "You and these cravings, I know that look, you have the poopies." I blush. "Shawn stop it's embarrassing. Can you not watch me?" He leaves the bathroom closing the door laughing. I finish my business, washed my hands and get up to go see where Shawn went. "Shawn." No answer. "Shawn, where are you?" I go downstairs. "Shawn this isn't funny." I see a body laying on the floor it almost looks like... "oh my God, Shawn! Shawn." I turn him over, he's coughing up blood!