He's Back. - On Hold

Chapter 8 - Surprise No. 2

(A/N: That's Tiana in the media section!!)

<<<KYLIE POV>>>

Why did he have to come back? And now of all times?!

My ex-boyfriend has come back when his kids don't know that he's their father whereas I'm now pregnant with my current boyfriend and... IT'S JUST ALL FUCKED UP!!!!!

I seriously need to take a breather. School is tomorrow and the new chemistry teacher will be there and I better concentrate on exams.

Who am I kidding, I've only just started the year.

Damn, I want some french fries.

"Tom, baby? Can I have some french fries?"
"I already stocked up!"
"How did you know?"
"When you were pregnant 4 years ago, you would crave the same thing."

He just chuckled while wondered how he managed to remember such a tiny detail from 4 years ago.

I went into the kitchen and saw the kids were having a yogurt fight. Wait, what?

"Chase? Charlie? What is this?"
"Um, mommy? S/He started it!!"

Ivy just shook her head while cooking the french fries much to my happiness.

"Why didn't you call me? I wanna join!!"

So, for the next hour, my whole yogurt supply was all over the kitchen walls, floor, cupboards and counter-tops.

What surprised me was that Ivy was with us, watching us from the doorway, laughing at us four.

It was now dusk and the twins were fast asleep and me and Tom had a... heavy shower. I was knackered by the time we actually got to the bed so my body gave in and I had one of the deepest sleeps in a while.

The Next Monday

<<<KYLIE POV>>>

I woke up with the need to puke. So I did.

The kids and Tom ran in as he held my hair back, Chase was making gagging noises (ironic really) and Charlie just looked plain terrified.

"Charlie, I'm fine. Chase, you'll actually be sick if you gag like that and Tom, I'm hungry."

Tom just chuckled at the last part as Charlie came up to me and gave me a hug or, as Tom calls it, a 'Kylie' hug.

The twins skipped happily out while I brushed my teeth to get rid of the vomit feeling and morning breath.

Then, I looked over at Tom, who was leaning against the doorway. I rolled my eyes. "You can now."

He instantly walked over to me and crashed his lips against mine, pushing me gently against the wall.

He asked for entrance which I declined. I might as well play with him first.

He tried again but I declined. On the third try, his hand went down and squeezed my butt making me gasp.

He took this as the opportunity to shove his tongue down my throat as we deepened it.

Me and Tom can hold our breath for quite a while. He calls kissing practice for increasing our capacity. Stupid boy.

"Hon- OH. MY. LORD. NOT AGAIN!!!!!"

I broke apart only to see Ivy at the door, rubbing her temples with two fingers each.

Not this again. I think my relationships are all cursed.

Some worse than others, I can assure you that.