Hating How Much I Love You

Chapter 11

Two Months Later

Two months past and it was Becca's hen's night and three days before her wedding. In the past few weeks my stomach had grown huge I was now five months pregnant but looked like seven months. I was officially living with Jace now and we were still living in his apartment, I had given mine up due to his being bigger than mine.

I was still majorly stressed over our living arrangement. I was on maternity leave now since I couldn't stay on my feet for more than thirty minutes without complaining and I had to go to the toilet basically every three second.

I had managed to find a dress to wear tonight and even though I believed that I looked like a massive blimp, when I had shown Jace why I looked like wearing the dress the look in his eyes were pure desire, so I figured I couldn't look to bad.

We had received a few letters from Deacon in the past months, confirming that he missed us just as much as we missed him. The letters came with names that he thought would be cool for the babies. So far we hadn't gone with any of them due to how ridiculous they were. For example Storm, hurricane and rain were just crazy.

Tonight was Beccas hens night. My back was killing me, I looked like crap and the thought of not being able to drink all night had me really wanting to just curl up in bed and watch "How To Loose A Guy In Ten Days!" But like a best friend and an amazing maid of honor I had pulled on a dress and managed to find a pair of flats that looked semi okay as there was no way in hell I was wearing heels tonight.

Jace walked into the bedroom as I was puffing my male up on in the en suite. I could see him in the mirror. He was wearing a suit and looked extremely sexy.

"I tell you baby if I didn't happen to be running late, I'd jump you right here and now" I told him while focusing on my mascara. I saw him grin as me and walk towards me until his hands were resting on my hips. I put my mascara down and gripped bench.

"Baby trust me, as soon as we get home you're mine!" He whispered as he placed kisses along my neck.

I groaned lent into him. He chuckled and pulled back and I slapped his arm as I noticed the massive hickey on my neck.

"Gee thanks babe" I said with a frown.

"Just making sure those strippers know you mine!" He replied kissing my cheek.

"Hmm and my massive stomach couldn't have told them the same thing?" I asked with a glare.

He just shrugged and gave me a lingering kiss on my mouth before turning and walking out of the bathroom leaving me to do my make up in peace.

Don't ask me how we ended up at a strip club because honestly you don't wanna know. We had been having drinks at Beccas house and then next thing you know all twenty four of us, including our mothers were heading down town to a strip club ready to get lap dances.

My back was killing me as were my ankles and my eyes, since I was currently watching my own mother stuffing money into to a male strippers sliver thong, if you could even call it that since it looked more like dental floss.

Becca was currently getting a lap dance on stage with three basically naked men shaking their g-string covered junk in her face. She wasn't complaining.

I was drinking another glass of orange juice which probably wasn't a good idea due to the fact that I pee more than it rains in a rain forest. Being sober wasn't fun although I had managed to get some great photos and witness some really funny comments by my drunk friends and relatives. 

Later at night I was being to get a head ache from the strobe lighting in the club. Thank god, drunk Becca decided she really needed some Mc Donald's right at that moment. Both the mothers had already taken off saying and I quote: "it was the most action they have had in years." Which was way too much information that I could handle whilst sober! I for one was not keen on learning anything about my parents sex lives. I was sticking to the story that I was brought out of a vending machine that my brothers Jace and Deacon told a very gullible six year old.I