Bathing, Stevie lay back and let her fingers roam across her stomach, her heart not believing that it could be true. At this point in her life, she could have sworn that she'd never get pregnant, that she'd never become a mother, but here she was almost positive that she was with child. The best part about it all was that it was Lindsey's child. He'd wanted this with her for so long, since before they had even joined Fleetwood Mac, both of them going over the names they'd choose for either sex. Stevie was always partial to the name, Sara, even the witchy name, Rhiannon. She was able to name her dog, Sara, but never the child that she figured she'd never bare. When she had her abortions, all these years later, she never thought that she'd regret so much, but now she was being given that second chance and it felt wonderful.
Barbara knocked on the bathroom door, stepping in, "Tee, I'm going to step out for the night. I've given Lindsey full around the clock duty so I can go home and get some rest."
"Oh, mama," laughed Stevie, "...I am fine now, I promise. Being home from rehab was tough for me at first but now I'm feeling much better."
Her mother smiled, knowing all too well that her daughter was beaming over the fact Lindsey was here. "Okay, I just wanted you to know that I was going to head out and that I love you," giving her a kiss on the top of her head as Stevie squeezed her mother's hand in return.
"I love you, too."
After her mother left, Lindsey snuck his way in to the bathroom, Stevie opening one eye as she noticed him. "Ever heard of knocking?"
"Oh..." freezing, "...I -"
"It's okay," chuckling, "...I'm teasing you, Linds."
"Ohhh..." now releasing the tension that slightly built up, sitting on the edge of the tub. "Your mother said that I had to take care of you until she came back in the morning."
She shook her head, "Oh, my dear mother. I love her but sometimes I don't know what to do with her."
"She loves you," reaching in to the water to take her hand, wiping off some bubbles then kissing it.
"But not nearly how you love me.
Lindsey looked in to her eyes, seeing the sincerity, overwhelmed as he began to cry.
"Oh, Lindsey, I'm sorry. What did I say?" touching his thigh as it left a wet handprint.
"I'm just amazed right now is all."
"Me, too. I wasn't expecting a possible pregnancy here..."
"I love you and a baby is a gift, most of all the fact you'd be their mother."
"And you their father."
Shaking off his tears, he stood to undress, getting in to the tub with her as she welcomed his company, sitting on top of his lap as he ran his hands up and down her back. "When I look at you, I can't stop thinking about how beautiful you are."
Stevie took his face, rubbing her thumbs across his cheeks, "There's absolutely no one as beautiful as you."
His hands went to her hips, feeling them up as she moved, the water beginning to create tiny waves while her arms went up around his neck. She tossed back her head as Lindsey began to nip along her neck, squeezing the undercurves of her breasts as she met his lips, already moaning while he peered his eyes at her. "You're wrong, there's no one as beautiful as you."
Breathing against his mouth, she was fully aroused, their tongues touching while both their mouths hung open, his hands cupping her bottom while she rubbed against his growing member. "I want you," Lindsey said against her lips as their breathing intensified, Stevie lifting herself up some so he could penetrate her, sitting back down as they both moaned dramatically.
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H.E.L.P. ... I'm addicted
FanfictionThere's a well known story out there about Stevie Nicks and who helped her detox from Klonopin. This is an author's POV. Attention: Intense adult content Nothing in this story is fact, purely fiction!