30. say yes to the dress

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(Jojo in the picture)

"It is pretty simple, don't be scared." Lydia sighs as we narrow it down to the final 2.

" Lydia sighs as we narrow it down to the final 2

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"The first one mommy!" EJ claps from my lap

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"The first one mommy!" EJ claps from my lap.

"You scared me, oh my." I try to make her laugh.

"Where's EJ?" Isaac sprints up into my room.

"Right here, good job watching her." I lock my phone screen.

"Mommy, can I wear a pretty dress too?" She asks.

"Of course beautiful." I smile.

"Am I going with you and gamma and papa and daddy and everyone to where you go mommy?"

"Not this time, you're too young." I lean forward.

"Okay" she pouts, "can I play with your boobies mommy?" She giggles mischievously.

"Fine." I give in to her pouting.

She sits in front of me and proceeds to play with my 'boobies'. They feel heavy like when I was pregnant with EJ, but I haven't been actively fucking Derek as much as I want to be. Not like the number of times counts, it was a one and done for Erica.

"What are my lovely ladies doing?" Derek strides in to see our daughter playing with my breasts.

"Mommy, your boobies are bleeding." She squeals and I look down to see I'm lactating.

"Shit, wait, don't say that word EJ!" I run into the bathroom and end up over the toilet puking.

I feel Derek smirking as he rubs my back.

"What have you eaten?" He asks raising an eyebrow.

"I haven't eaten since last night." I look at him quite flustered.

"I'll get you some ginger ale and aleve. You need to sleep."

"Human meds don't work, remember?" I flash my eyes looking at hm.

"Oh yeah, the ginger ale will and I'll rub your back." His kiss is his promise.

I nod and rinse my mouth before crawling into bed. I ask Lydia to schedule an appointment with the shop so I can get the dress and everything. She obliges and I lay down chugging the can, then relax at Derek's touch. A sigh escapes my lips and I smile feeling him apply pressure here and there. He passes me the pillow he usually sleeps on and I fall into a hypnotic dreamlike state. I see myself in labor again for a singular moment, then fall into a deep dark sleep.

-Derek POV

After Nicole falls asleep, I leave and close the door to find everyone on the guest floor. EJ is playing tag with Isaac and Peter.

"She's asleep. Want to go get our tuxedos?" I ask everyone so we can leave the house for a bit.

We all agree on getting fitted for tuxes, then going to the park so Erica Jean can play. The bus air conditioned by the time we all change clothes, and I see everyone happily waiting.

"Daddy, what's this?" EJ asks touching the pole her mother was just on not even 24 hours ago.

"It's a-"

"Dancing pole, see?" Lydia swings around innocently as possible.

EJ just climbs up like its a rope in a gym. We laugh and as we go over a speedbump, I grab her before she can hurt herself.

"Enough time on the dancing pole. What does your mom let you do when you go driving?" I ask.

"Sometimes she lets me sit on her lap and steer, then if she really can't let me steer, I play with her boobies. They jiggle a lot." I laugh at her making her pout.

"I'm sorry, I'l be serious." I joke.

"DO you have grumpy cat? I want my grumpy cat stuffie." She crosses her arms.

I make her cover her eyes before doing my best grump cat impression. After she stops giggling, we arrive at the store. Men's Wearhouse is full of so many options, but I made him stick with black, white, and golds.

"Back so soon?" Alex chuckles before noticing Melissa putting up suits next to EJ's small body.

"That is adorable." He points at the two, plus Noah who's saying how sophisticated Erica Jean looks.

"We must get fitted, quickly before my daughter gets bored of her aunties and grandmother." I joke.

After we all get fitted and place the order, EJ runs in juping up and down.

"What's wrong baby?" I ask putting on my sweats.

"My friend is here, see!" She points at another kid her age with his mother.

"JOJO!" She squeals and he looks up smiling.

"Mommy, look EJ is here, can I go say hi?" He jumps tugging the woman's arm.

"Sorry, they went to the same daycare. EJ and Jojo have been friends since she moved here." The woman smiles.

I see them playing tag and then they look over at us.

"Your dad is so cool, he has black hair, like the bad boy biker in that one movie." He makes a tough face and pops his collar mocking me.

I release a gut busting laugh, then EJ huffs.

"You mom is like my mommy, remember when we had a playdate at my house and they talked about your daddy." Erica Jean looks up with such brightness in her face.

"Jojo, we should go, Mr. Hale is-"

"Fittings for tuxes, Nikki and I are getting married." I smile.

"We have to go. If he gets too excited, he shifts and I can't keep him at bay without waking my husband from his state. He turns into a wolf and can't shift back when the super moon hits. I must really go." Jojo's mom reaches for her son.

"Bye EJ, I love you!" He kisses her cheek.

"Bye Jojo, I love you." She hugs him tight, then watches him leave.

"Come on pumpkin, wanna go to the park?" Cora rubs her arm.

"I want my Jojo!" She huffs and starts crying.

"Wanna go see mommy?" I ask knowing Nikki could probably help.

She nods and I carry her from Men's Wearhouse, to the bus, the entire bus ride, and all the way to Nikki.

"Mommy, I want my Jojo." She whines seeing her mother in bed.

"Come here baby, let's take a nap, who knows? You might see Jojo. I see daddy in my dreams when I miss him." My babies curl up into each other and I strip off my jacket crawling into bed to join my girls.

Sorry for not updating often, I hope you like the cute little twist in this chapter.

FSOK.

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