Darry's POV.
I'm two months pregnant with twins. I'm feeling better today. I haven't thrown up once. We went on the cruise three months ago and now we are home. Dally is painting the nursery blue and red. Those are gender neutral colors. The boys are so excited for the kids. I can feel them. They are very active. They take turns using my bladder as a kick ball. I have to pee six or seven times a day. I don't know why they call it morning sickness when it happens all day and all night. I just wanna cuddle with Dally and play in his hair. It's so soft and sweet smelling. It smelled like mint and apples. Every time one of my brothers comes by I make them lie down with me and cuddle. Ponyboy is cool with it. But Soda always has to leave after an hour. I understand that. I'm feeling real good. I want to eat some chocolate chip cookies. Like Mom used to bake. I miss her. Nobody could make cookies the way mom could. Dally had just finished painting the nursery. He was covered in paint. " Hi princess. You've been quiet in here. You okay?" I grabbed his hand and pulled him on the bed. I started kissing him. He slipped my shirt off and grabbed my pants slid them off and started rubbing me harder. I screamed loud. " Yes baby yes. Keep going boy keep going! Mmmmm!" I came all over him. He pulled me up and we walked into the bathroom. We took a hot shower. It felt so good. Then I helped him rearrange the kids beds and mobiles. We were going to have twins. I couldn't wait to see them. I bet they will be beautiful like their daddy.
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The life of love.
Fiksi PenggemarDarry Curtis is finally happy. He has an amazing husband, wonderful brothers and a great job. But will he be able to handle when tragedy strikes again? Will hope grow from despair? or will Darry finally give up?
