Give Me Some Sugar, Daddy (Wattys 2017)

Part 47

i saw the dunkirk poster right outside my showing room for Wonder Woman and just about diEd right there in the cinema ^

also i might not do a sequel to this story (doN'T @ Me pLs) BUT I might just post a hella long epilogue that talks about life after pretty much everything, along with the bonus chapters that y'all requested.

Word count: 3290 holy mary mother of god
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We had finally thrown the baby shower when I was about thirty weeks along. Harry at last minute had to go into work because his finance department was apparently having a crisis that needed to be dealt with or the company would lose a huge amount of money.

"Are you sure?" He asked hesitantly as he threw on his coat. "I can tell them to deal with it, I can stay."

I waved him off. "No, Harry, you need to go talk to them. I'll be fine. My water won't break or anything."

He gave me a playful, warning look. "Don't joke about that." He then leaned down and pressed a kiss to my lips, saying, "I'll try to make it to the shower, okay? I'll work as fast as I can."

"It'll be fine, babe," I said with a reassuring smile. "Don't worry. It'll just be a bunch of women eating cake and gushing over the babies."

"But I like cake." He dramatically poured his lips but I shooed him off to get to work. I had Anthony take me to the venue where she was holding it, and he was such a gentleman helping me in and out of the car.

"Hi, Jill." Megan greeted me, pulling me in for a partial hug since my belly was pretty much in the way of everything. "Wow, how much longer?"

"About two months." I sighed with a tired smile. "I think I'm ready for them to just be out, you know?"

"Understandable." She nodded. "Well, come on, let's get you sat down."

She led me over to the chair at the front of the room, and I sat down, relieving all the pressure from my feet. "What time are people getting here?"

"Shouldn't be long now," she said as she glanced at her watch. "Do you want anything to drink? Eat? I made pink and blue lemonade." She smiled proudly and I looked over at the snack table.

"I'll definitely take a blue lemonade and a piece of cake." I said. "Thank you for doing all of this, by the way."

"Oh, my god, it's not a problem." She said as she brought me a small cup of juice and a piece of cake. "I'm just happy you ended up having one, Harry seemed like the type of guy to be adamant on buying literally everything himself."

I nodded in agreement. "He was. We did compromise and he decided he would just buy the more expensive items like the cribs, the prams, basically the furniture."

"And have you got the names yet?" She smiled.

"I think so." I said. Butterflies always formed in my stomach at the idea of naming our babies. I felt like I was overthinking it so much, but I couldn't help but think of the many different name combinations for them. "We went through an entire list and narrowed it down to two different ones each. He really wants our daughter to have his mother's name as her middle name. I suggested Edward for our sons middle name."