Married To Chris Motionless (Sequel to Growing Up Andy's Beirsacks Daughter)

Chapter 6: Sonogram = Mommy

Chris, and I walk into our home, heading into the living room to sit down. "My Dad took that better than I thought he would," I say as I sit down. 

Chris looks at me smiling but his eyebrow was raised. "Did you think he would react badly?"

"No not at all, but I thought he would glare at you, or something. You know the whole macho Dad thing." I say, with Chris laughing at me.

"Well I guess that it was good that he reacted like he did then right?" he asks. 

"Yeah!" I say smiling at him. He takes a deep breath and looks me in the eyes. "Do you still want to go on tour? I mean you're pregnant so it's up to you, I" he says. 

"Why wouldn't I want to go on tour? Do you not want me to go?" I ask sitting up with a slight pout on my face. 

He smiles and chuckles. "If it was up to me, you would go on every tour with us for the rest of your life. It's just that I know tour can be stressful, and I don't want you to feel extra stress because of the baby," he says, and I give him a loving smile. 

"Listen here. Tomorrow we go to the doctors, and we verify the health of this kid. Then in three days you and I start packing. After that two days later we head off on a three-month tour. Together." I say as I scoot over straddling his lap and looking him in the eyes.

He smiles and nods his head as he grabs my hips. Chris leans up, to kiss me. I kiss back, and my hands go to his hair. Chris's hands grip onto my butt as he stands up, and walks me up the stairs. 

He throws me on the bed and climbs on top of me. "Facing it together?" he whispers, and I nod.

"Together," I whisper, and he starts kissing me again. 

From there... I'm guessing you know what we did. 

I wake up to Chris moving around, and I look at him. He is still laying down but is tossing and turning. I place my hand on his cheek. "Chris," I say, and his eyes flutter open. 

He gives me a smile and kisses me like he is relieved. "Just a dream," he says, and I nod. 

"Yeah! I'm right here." I say. He nods and takes a deep breath. 

"Thank god," he says while he kisses the top of my head. I take a deep breath as Chris wraps his arms around me, and pulls me close. I lay my head down on his chest and trace his tattoo's. "I am going to get a tattoo after the baby is born," I say out of the blue. 

Chris laughs a little, and I look up at him. "You're going to be one sexy tattooed mama," he says. I roll my eyes and go back to tracing his tattoo's. After a while he grabs my hand, bringing it up to his mouth, and kissing it. I smile and kiss his shoulder. "We should get ready to go to the doctors," I say. 

He nods sitting up and stretching. I smile while I rake my eyes up and down his body. His tattoos were sexy. Who am I kidding? I am married to a sex god. "Like what you see?" he asks, and I look at him. I raise an eyebrow and smirk. 

"Only looking at whats mine," I say, and he laughs. 

"All yours." he says leaning over and kissing me.      

I pull away and hop out of bed. I walk over to our closet and pull out some ripped black skinny's, a tight red tee shirt, and a black leather jacket.

Once that was all picked out I went into the bathroom and showered. I get out of the shower and dry off. "Dillon where are my boots?" Chris yells, and I laugh. 

"Which ones? The creepers or the military?" I yell back. 

"Creepers!" 

"Did you check under the bed" I call back, and it goes silent for a little while.