Chapter 20

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April

I am four months pregnant today. Every thing has been going.....as expected. I thought some of my friends exaggerated about the symptoms like nausea and morning sickness, but they are NO JOKE.

The first month and a half were the worst. I was throwing up every couple hours, just all around exhausting.

I went to the doctors a few days ago, and he said that the next couple of weeks are going to be very calm. He called it the "honeymoon month".

He explained that my morning sickness, nausea, and mood swings would subside for the most part. I told Dr. Ramond that I wasn't really in the "mood" like I usually am. He said that during this period my sex drive would come back....hard, which Jay loved to hear.

Tomorrow morning we are leaving to go to Jamaica for spring break. I figured since I'll be having a newborn pretty soon, Jay and I should have this time to ourselves.

Also, the kids still have school for a few more days so that was another reason why we are going alone.

We are boarding our plane now and I just need some snacks. Luckily, my boyfriend loves me so he packed a bunch of my new cravings which differ depending on my mood.

When I'm happy, I usually just want fruit. When I'm angry, I want chips with chocolate. When I'm moody and just grumpy I NEED Nutella...the whole jar. Right now, I just want some dill pickles and ice cream. The sweetness of the ice cream and saltiness of the pickles just gives me life.

"Babe," I whined while leaning on Jay's arm.

"Lemme guess...you need some food?" I nodded.

Jay, OFCOURSE, set us up in first class. Any other time I'd complain, but I'm uncomfortable enough as it is, so having to fight over an armrest is just not a good idea.

Jay and I are facing each other in our respective seats. "I really hope that I don't have to throw up on this flight," I admitted.


He reaches over and starts rubbing my belly, which is not a new thing for him, "Baby, you are pregnant and on a flight, its okay to throw up." I look him up and down like he was a peace of meat.

"What?"

"The doctor was right, I am really horny."

The flight landed a few hours later, and we had a driver pick us up at the airport. Of course Jay had a limo pick us up. As soon as we were in the back and the window seperating the backseat from the front was rolled up it was on.

I climbed into his lap, facing him. I locked my lips with his and he grabbed my butt making me giggle. As we were kissing I started taking my clothes off. I took his shirt off and just stared at his body.

"Baby," I started kissing down his neck and chest, "Baby you have the sexiest body I have ever seen."

Our makeout session was getting hot and heavy, then I started to take down his pants. God I cannot wai-

"Ummm," the driver cleared his throat, "Sir, we are here."

I was about to SCREAM. All I wanted was for my man and I to make love in the back of this frickin limo. I guess he could see that I was a little salty.

"Liyah, we are gonna have an entire week to do ALL of that."

Jay has been really excited about our trip considering that our one year was a few weeks ago.

"We are gonna have a nice dinner tonight and afterwards we can go back to doing that, baby, promise."

"Okay," I said giving him a quick peck and putting my clothes back on.

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