The Preacher's daughter

After The Wedding

Jason's pov

Miranda is talking to a dark brown haired girl. They were laughing. I walk over. "Who's your friend?" I ask. She laughs again. "This is my sister Rachel." She says. "Nice to meet my sister in law." I say, shaking her hand. She smiles. "Oh Miranda. You weren't kidding he's a real gentleman!" I can feel my face get hot. I rub the back of my neck. "Yeah that's me." I mumble, embarrassed. Justin and Luke are hanging out and goofing. "I'm uh gonna hang with the guys." I say but before I can run away, she grabs my hand. "Hey Jay," "Yeah." "I love you." She whispers, kissing me. I close my eyes, my arms around her waist. "I love you too." I whisper. Then I walk over to the guys, glancing back at my wonderful preacher's daughter. Luke smilingly clasps a hand on my shoulder. "So the wife is pregnant?" He asks even though he already knows. I nod anyway, glancing back at her. I smile imagining that beautiful woman holding a baby. "Well you can't have a baby without a shower." Luke says, confusing me. "Huh? What are you-" then Justin drenches me with sea water! "Holy hell in July!" I shout, caught off guard.

*later*

We were lounging on the beach just hanging out when I notice Justin staring at Rachel. Hm. Does he like Rachel? "Hey Justin, you like what ya see?" Luke teases. He turns beet red. "Oh yeah. She's one hot mama." My eyes go wide. "Wait you're talkin' about Rachel right? Not my hot mama?" They both laugh making me blush. "Of course cowboy!" Justin says.

Miranda's pov

I glance at the boys who are laughing. Justin keeps looking at Rachel. I nudge her shoulder. I think you got yourself a looker." I whisper. She glances back and laughs. "He'll be more than just a looker."

Jason's pov

Rachel walks over. "Hey boys." She says, waving. We all wave back then she shocks us all by gripping Justin's shirt and kissing him hard on the lips. "Damn!" Luke gasps. When she pulls away, Justin's jaw hits the floor. His eyes wide. I choke on my beer from laughing. "Let's take it inside." She whispers to him. He stares at her wide eyed. "O-Okay." He mumbles accepting the hand she's offering. He shoots us smirks and thumbs ups and I laugh again. Man, didn't see that coming.

*later*

"What'd you tell Rachel to make her do that?" I ask, walking out of the bathroom in only my boxers. "All I said was she had a looker. I was just as shocked as you guys. I'm still shocked." I lay beside her in bed, my head propped on my hand. We both stare at each other for like five seconds before I pull her into a long kiss, my hand slipping under her head. I pull her to my chest. She slips off my boxers. I sit up and pleasure her. I can feel her hot breath on my neck. "I leave you." She whispers. I chuckle. "I leave you more."

*the next day*

I was up before sunrise when I heard her throwing up! Crud, morning sickness, the thing I hate most about pregnancy. I run to the bathroom and hold her hair back. She finishes throwing up and leans her back against the tub, breathing even heavier than she was last night. "You okay now babe?" She nods and I help her up. We lay back down, her cuddled into my chest. "One thing I've been curious about for a while." I mumble, staring at the ceiling, thinking. "What's that?" She whispers. "Why did your dad have silent alarms in a church?" She laughs softly, sounding breathless. "No clue. He's crazy." She says, closing her eyes and falling back to sleep. I rub her back. I hope she doesn't throw up again. I hate to see my baby girl sick.