The White Rabbit

26.) Nursery

"Audrey, get off that fucking ladder. I can hear you in there!" Dean hisses from the living room.

"Ugh, how did you even hear me?" I groan getting down from the ladder slowly.

"Well for starts you're 38 weeks pregnant so you aren't as soft with your movements currently..." He chuckles and so do I knowing he's right.

"Okay...rude!" I laugh and come down from the later.

"And lastly, I'm basically a Dad now so I think my stealth Dad hearing is really setting in so I can hear trouble knocking." Dean says coming into our now empty second room where I am at.

It's been 7 weeks since we found out that this baby could be Tyler's. We will do a hospital paternity test at birth to see who the father is per Tyler's lawyers. We were served paperwork last week saying a test will be given shortly after delivery and we should know the answers within a few days. To take our minds off things we really sunk our teeth into this nursery. We sold my bed because it was collecting dust anyways and decided to turn this room into the nursery. We've been busy hanging black out curtains and shelves. Hence the ladder...I was simply just trying to put the curtain rod on the hooks that he just hung.

"Dad hearing..." I giggle.

He points his finger at me,"It's a thing. Don't take this from me!"

"You can have all the Dad hearing you want." I smile as he approaches me with a kiss.

Ours lips meet and he pulls me into a side huge as we look at the empty room together envisioning what we want.

"You ready to set this nursery up? We need to relieve our living room of boxes of baby furniture." Dean laughs turning his shoulder to all the Amazon boxes flooding the living room.

"Yes! Let's do it!" I say waddling slowly to the living room.

"You are one slow moving woman these days." Dean says following behind me slapping my ass.

"This baby is 98th percentile in weight. Excuse me if I feel him deep in my pelvis!" I hiss feeling all of my ligaments stretching as I walk.

"You're the cutest pregnant lady I have ever seen though, love. Don't forget it." He grins stupidly at me and he grabs the rocking chair we got and shimmies it into the nursery while I try to help but really I'm just in the way.

"I feel like a big ol fat whale...why can't this baby come today... I Facebook stalked your sister in law and she already had her baby..." I pout staring at my engorged swollen stomach that looks like a needle could pop its thin stretched out skin.

I waddle my way back into the nursery with Dean and just as he situates the glider in the room I plop down onto it relieving all the pressure on my body. I let out a big sigh of relief.

"What are you doing stalking Rebecca?" He laughs unboxing the crib dragging it from the living room to the bedroom.

"I can't help myself! It's so easy! Their baby was only 6 lbs too! Tiny little thing...they named her Cashmere...blah and Rebecca's nose didn't get nearly as huge as mine during pregnancy!" I whine.

"Ah well...Her nose is also not real...so" he laughs propping the crib walls up to attach to one another.

"What?! But it looks so good!" I say shocked.

"That's what Gulligan money'll buy ya. A very nice surgeon in Los Angeles." He groans twisting bolts into place in the crib.

"Wow...I would've never guessed...and her boobs?" I chuckle almost not wanting to know but my nosey ass must know.