King of my Heart

TWENTY-EIGHT

"Do I have to go all mama bear on this Evie girl?" Andrea asked Jocelyn as they sat together during Andrea's chemo treatment. The pair usually used this time to catch up on everything that happened between them opening time together. Jocelyn never realized how much she needed this. "I'll do it. Just say the word." Jocelyn smiled.
"I appreciate it, I do. I'm just going to let Karma take care of that one." Andrea laughed.
"Have you been waiting long?"
"A few years to be honest. She really messed with Ty. For God knows how long. Really messed him up."
"You did by leaving." Jocelyn frowned.
"Not on purpose." Andrea reached over and covered Jocelyn's hand with her own.
"I know sweetie. Alright, new subject. When do you find out what you're having?" Jocelyn smiled.
"Next week. If we want to. We haven't really discussed it."
"Could you be okay with not knowing?"
"Honestly, I don't know."
"Do you have some names picked out at least?"
"I like Zara for a girl. And if it's a boy, we're naming him after Ty's dad." Andrea knew about Coy's passing.
"What about your dad?"
"Sutton's middle name is Asher."
"I can't wait to see those kids." Evan and Daphne were coming back the following month with the kids so Andrea can meet them.
"They're all great. Mercer is so smart. Graduating early and coming back to the states to work with us at JGR."
"What about Sutton?" Jocelyn smiled.
"Soccer star. Best middle school Left Winger the district has seen in years."
"Your dad loved soccer."
"Didn't he play in high school?" Jocelyn watch the look on her face change.
"He did. I would go to every home game and if i could, I'd drag my two girlfriends with me to away games." Jocelyn didn't realize how much Andrea still loved Asher. "When I finally had enough courage to ask if he wanted to go get a burger or something with me, the guy plants a kiss right on my mouth." Jocelyn laughed. "He told me he figured out that I liked him after the third game. I went to pretty much every single one of his games and he doesn't say anything until the last game."
"Sounds like dad."
"It really does." They sat around and talked for a while longer before Andrea's chemo session was over. Jocelyn packed up their things before helping Andrea out of her chair, despite her protesting. They slowly walked through the hospital towards the entrance.
"Jocelyn." Jocelyn turned, finding Elsie a few yards away.
"Elsie."
"Who's Elsie?" Andrea whispered as they watched Elsie walk towards them.
"Ty's ex. The nice one."
"How are you doing?" Essie asked as Jocelyn pulled her in for a side hug.
"Good."
"18 weeks, right?" She asked.
"Yeah. Next week we find out the gender."
"I think it's any boy."
"You think so?"
"Definitely." Elsie finally turned to Andrea. "Oh, hello!"
"Hi."
"Sorry, Andrea, this is Elsie. Elsie this is Andrea, my mom."
"It's so nice to meet you." Elsie held out her hand. Andrea didn't take it. "Oh. I..."
"Sorry, I just got done with chemo, so..."
"Right! I am so sorry." Elsie looked at the watch on her wrist. "I really wish I had more time, but I have to head up to the NICU."
"Oh."
"It's not what you think. The baby is heading home today and I wanted to see her before the family heads home."
"That's great. I've got to get mom home for the day. Nice seeing you again." Elsie gave them both a smile before hustling away.
"Is she always so chipper?"
"Since her and I hashed things out a few weeks ago? Yeah."
"That sounds like it was a lovely conversation." Andrea said with an amused look on her face. Jocelyn rolled her eyes.
"Let's get you home."
"Yes, mom." Andrea barely got out as she was laughing too hard.
***
Ty couldn't seem to concentrate on what his wife was saying to him as all he was focused on was what she was wearing. He was speechless when he walked into their kitchen to find her making dinner in that outfit. Or whatever she wanted to call it. The long-sleeved dress she had on perfectly molded to every curve between her chest to her thighs. And for whatever reason, Jocelyn had thigh high thick socks on as well.
"Ty." Ty was sucked back to reality. Jocelyn had turned around to face him
"What?"
"Are you even listening to me?"
"Want me to be honest?" Jocelyn nodded her head. "I was not."
"Tyler Randall!"
"What?"
"Seriously?"
"How do you expect me to pay attention at what you're saying when you look like that?" Ty asked, holding his hand out towards her. "Did you have this on all day?"
"No. I had something completely different on until I didn't feel comfortable in it."
"So you went with that?"
"It's not constricting the stomach." Jocelyn replied, her hands immediately going to her little bump.
"Sweatpants." Jocelyn frowned.
"Do you not like it?"
"That is definitely the opposite of the problem." Jocelyn put her hand on her hip. Ty crossed the kitchen before dragging her to him.
"Ty! Food!" He reached over and turned the burner off. "Aren't you hungry?" Jocelyn asked, her voice barely a whisper. To be completely honest, Jocelyn changed her outfit to this specifically because she knew Ty wouldn't be able to resist. She just didn't realize how distracting it would actually be. He may initiate it between the two of them, but she makes sure he does. Ty lifted her into his arms before carrying her over to the dining table. He set her down on the top of it.
"I could eat, but I have more urgent issues to attend to." Jocelyn grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. Ty broke the kiss, getting down on his knees in front of her. He grabbed her thighs, pulling her to the edge of the table.
"This table is for eating, Tyler."
"That's exactly what I intend to do." He hooked his fingers in the sides of her underwear, Jocelyn lifting her hips to let him slide them down her legs.
"Ty..." Jocelyn took a deep breath, letting it go as soon as his mouth was on her. Her legs immediately went over  his shoulders, pulling him closer. Jocelyn panted as she tangled her hand into Ty's hair while her other gripped the table under her. She ground her hips into his face,  chasing the high he was putting her. When she finally tipped over the edge, Jocelyn felt like she wanted to collapse on top of the table. Ty stood up, pulling her into his arms.
"You good?" He asked, pressing a kiss to her lips. Jocelyn tasted herself on his lips.
"Maybe." Ty walked around the island to grab a towel to clean her up.
"I could really go for some food now." Ty said, coming back with the towel. What about you?"
"You're asking me what I want?"
"Of course. I got what I wanted." Jocelyn grabbed a handful of his shirt, pulling him to her.
"You know what I want?"
"What?"
"For you to take your pregnant wife upstairs to the bedroom and finish what you started."