My dads best friend my teacher

Meet the couple

"Shawn, are we almost there? I have to pee!" I whine. "Yes the gas station is right around the corner, see?" He finds a parking spot and park. "There." He gets out the car and opens the door for me. "Be careful baby." Mom also gets out the car. Dad and mom decided to join our road-trip to San Antonio, mainly because they secretly want to keep an eye on me but of course, they don't want to admit that. I walk out the restroom after cleaning myself up and start looking at snacks. "No spicy food." Shawn says behind me. "So mean!" I huff. "You know spicy food will not harm the baby but you can still eat in moderation." Dad says and I smile sticking my tongue his out at Shawn. I grab the bag of hot chips when he takes it from me and swap it for a smaller bag. "Shawn!" He ignores me grabbing two bottles of Gatorade. "You are not eating a big bag of hot cheetohs." I roll my eyes. A man standing next to us laugh as he shuts the door. "First pregnancy?" Shawn smiles. "Yeah, how'd you know?" The man sighs with a smile. "I remember when my wife and I first found out she was pregnant, once I heard those words I was hitting the books trying to study everything I needed to know about pregnancies and babies, I watched and made sure she ate healthy." Shawn rubs my belly. "How many kids do you have now. "3." He says then a pregnant woman walks up grabbing his arm. "About to have our fourth." Shawn smile gets bigger. "Congratulations!" I tell her. "Thank you and to you as well." Shawn takes my hand. "It was nice meeting the both of you." She takes my hand shaking it as we walk away I frown. "Shawn." I say. "I know." I look in my hand, a piece of paper. I unravel it and my heart sinks, I was right. "Shawn." He looks down at my hand at the writing. 'Help.' "We need to help her." I tell him. "I know, I know, I have an idea."

"Stay in the car and lock the doors while Ray and I talk to him." I nod. "That poor lady hopefully whatever Shawn has planned will work." Mom says and we all agree. I look at her kids in the car, they're so young and small, poor babies. Dad gets in the driver seat. "Since we are going to the same place we all decided to group up when we get there I called a few people in San Antonio. They can take in the kids during the vacation, the wife can be with the ladies while we separate him from her as much as we can. They agreed to the kids staying with a friend so they can have 'adult' time without kids." Shawn gets in the back next to me kissing my cheek then neck. "Shawn!" I giggle. He continues kissing my neck when dad clears his throat. "Can you please not try to get her pregnant again with my twin granddaughters still cooking in her belly?" Shawn pulls back after giving me one last kiss.

Dad would glance his review mirror every few minutes to make sure the couple were still following us. Shawn hands me an ear plug and I plug into my ear, he angles the phone so we can both see the movie. He kiss my forehead as I cuddled against him. I yawn a few times getting sleepy but I still continue watching the movie. Shawn paused the movie, I guess he noticed. Since we have the back to our selves he stretches and I rest on top of him. He plays in his phone while his other hand rub my side humming. "How are you feeling?" I shrug. "Ok, I hate that my face is puffy." He smiles kissing the tip of my nose. "I love your puffy nose and face, I love how thick your body looks, well, thicker than usual." I roll my eyes. "Storm, you're beautiful this is all part of being pregnant you don't have to feel embarrassed about it. You know you can talk to me about these things if you're feeling a certain way. You're not alone in this, we're in it together." The tears fall and he chuckles. "I'm guessing that made you happy?" He wipes my tears and kiss my lips. "Get some rest baby." We both doze off in each other's arms.

Shawn helps me out the car, dad pops the trunk and I go to grab a bag when Shawn stopped me. "I am not allowing my pregnant fiancé carry anything." He kiss my cheek then grabs the bags. We dropped the kids off at my dad's friend house and we made it to the hotel we were staying in, a very upscale hotel. I rest my hand on my lower back. Shawn, of course notices, he use his other hand to hold all the bags and rest his free hand there gently rubbing my back with his fingers. "I can give you a massage once we get in." I nod. The abusive husband, Richard laughs. "She got you wrapped her little fingers, don't she?" Shawn raise a brow. "Is that a problem?" Richard laughs. "Nope I'm just saying that's all, women are built different they can handle the pregnancy pains, they have for years before advanced medicine." Shawn's eyebrows crinkle together. "That doesn't mean that they should I have to. I want her to be as comfortable as possible because she's carrying my baby girls the least I could do is make sure she is happy and comfortable through the whole pregnancy." I hug Shawn's arm and he kiss my forehead. "I love you." I tell him. "I... love... you... too." He says between each kiss on my lips. I smile into the last kiss then he kiss the tip of my nose. Richard's wife, Maggie  smiles. "The two of you look so happy together." Richard chuckles shaking his head. "I need to show you about being a real man kid and not some little sissy simp over some girl." Dad and Shawn's faces look pissed. I grab Shawn's hand to calm him down.

"So soft!" I say wiggling around on the bed, Shawn laughs grabbing my legs and pull me forward. He walks between my legs kissing my belly then he trails up to my neck moaning as he leaves open mouth kisses on my skin. We're interrupted by someone knocking on the door, I giggle at his frustrated face. Shawn opens the door and there goes my dad, I sit back up with Shawn's help. "Why are you two not dressed? Our reservation is at 9!" Shawn groans. "I totally forgot." Dad leaves allowing to close the door. "What are you going to wear?" He asked. "The clothes I packed." I tell him. He opens the bag and see his black tux, he pulls out my black dress with a slit on the side, the silk puffy shoulder straps hang off the shoulders and as for my breast it shapes it nicely. Shawn hasn't seen me wear it yet but when he does he is going to snap!