chapter 14: celebrate

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~~~lillys pov~~~

Its been a week since what happened with my dad. I am laying on the bed in the cabin. I was in the hospital for 2 days to make sure my babies are ok ... and they are i just have to stat on bed rest till birth.

Jake walks in the room.
" hey babe you hungry" he asks.

I look at him and a tear escapes my eye. He sits on the bed and pulls me into a hug. He still doesn't know what all my dad has done.

My dad just has to be in a rehabilitation center because he was drunk when he hit me. So they let him off with that instead of sending him to jail because he didn't kill me otlr the babies.

"Lilly lets talk about wedding plan's" he says raising my chin.

He kisses me on the lips so so gently and he licks my lip so tenderly to ask for entrance in to my mouth witch i approve.

His tongue for some odd reason gives me a sick feeling so i back up and put my hand over my mouth and Jake really fastly hands me a trash ca bbb and i vomit as he holds my hair and rubs circles on my back.

When im done i look at jake and gets off the bed and kneels to one knee and we lock eyes and he says "will you Lilly go on a date with me".

I start to cry and he looks concerned and confused" lilly whats wrong its just a question"

" im so sorry i can't im on bed rest because of m-my dad" i say crying harder. I mumble under my breath where Jake can't hear me " he promised he wouldn't do it anymore". Jake must have heard something he looked at me" what was that baby doll".he asks.

"I said can't we just celebrate our engagement and out babies here togetherb i say has i touch my stomach. Then look back at him " i can cook us a nice big dinner and we can have ice cream ... oh and we can go to the store and get skittles" i say happily.

"Any thing for you ... but are you sure you should do so much... the doctor said you can go in to labor any day because you are carrying more then one muffins in the oven" he sayd wail kissing my tummy.

" I'll be fine ok?" I ask and he looks at me worried.

He pretend to pout "what do i do when you cook ... just sit and be bored? " he said and atomically felt sad ... he smirks and i blush.

Why dose he have this affect to me?

"Tou can help ... i might need it exactly if my back continues to hurt this bad and my feet are still swollen" i say.

He smirks and says "let me cook and i will give you a heating pad and when we get done eating i can give you a nice massage" .

" as tempting as that sounds no im cooking for you and you do enuff for me" i say standing up to go start cooking.

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I get done cooking and set everything up and get champagne glasses and white grape juice important both of the glasses. When im done i get jake and we eat and he thought it was champagne so he flipped when i took a drink till i told him it was just juice.

That night we do nothing but celebrate our life till my dad comes up in conversation.

Will she tell him ... will he get mad ... what will happen next?

Love you all ... enjoy.
Sorry its so short.

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