24
"Phoebe why don't you go on break now. We got it from here." Rosemary said.
It was going on noon and most of the food was already finished.
"Are you sure? I really don't mind helping." I said.
"Yes. Go calm my son. I'm pretty sure he's pacing somewhere worrying about you." she said.
I finished up what I was doing then went go look for Braxton. He was outside on the back patio.
"You can stop worrying now." I said.
He turned around and smiled when he saw me. He raced towards me and picked me up spinning me around.
"You're okay right? No cuts, scratches, or bruises." he said looking me over for injuries.
"Braxton I'm okay really." I said smiling.
"Good. I wish I had gotten up early."
"And if you had I wouldn't have been able to help out in the kitchen."
"Phoebe I'm just worried about you."
"You don't have to be. I can do somethings on my own. You don't need to do everything for me."
"Okay from now on I'll let you do some things on your own." he said making sure to emphasize the some.
"Thank you."
I pecked him on the lips and we went back inside. Braxton definitely takes after his dad. I spent the rest of the time before dinner with Braxton just to keep him calm. It was just the 11 of us at the dinner like it was suppose to be. The dinner was amazing and before I knew it it was time for us to leave and go back home.
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"You're parents are wonderful people." I told Braxton when we got home.
"I know." he said smugly.
I shot him a look.
"Just joking. They are good people though." he said.
"We have school tomorrow huh?" I asked.
"Yea."
"I wish we didn't have to go. I love being this close to you."
"Today isn't over yet."
He covered my lips with his own and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I would miss our spontaneous make out sessions. He picked me up and carried me to our room. I would never grow tired of this or him.
"I love you so much Phoebe." he said.
"I love you too Braxton." I said.
We got into bed and I laid down on his chest. I would never understand how I got so lucky. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. I woke up the next morning and saw Braxton wasn't there. Maybe he's in the kitchen making breakfast.
I got up and showered. I decided that I would wear something that showed my baby bump. I didn't care who knew. After I was dressed I went downstairs. Braxton was cooking breakfast.
"Hey baby." he said putting a plate in front of me.
"I still don't understand how I ended up with someone like you." I said.
"I'm the lucky one."
"But you're always doing so much for me."
"I want to do as much as I can for you and our kids."
I smiled when he said our kids. Despite what he said I was the lucky one.
"I don't mean to rush you but I have to get to work and you have to get to school." he said.
I shoved as much food as I could into my mouth then we left.
"You could've just taken the food with you." Braxton said.
"Now you tell me." I said.
He laughed.
"Don't worry we'll stop by Subway and get you something to eat." he said.
I turned to look at him.
"And I'll get you how ever many cookies you want." he added before I could say anything.
We stopped at the nearest Subway and I got two pizzas and four cookies. When we got to the school there were only a couple of cars there. Braxton let me out in front of the gates where the students arrive even though he didn't want to. We had to be carefully though anyone could be watching us. I made my way into school and to Braxton's class.
He was typing on his computer. Guess he's planning today's lesson plan. I took out my cookie and ate it. Well techincally it was Braxton's but I still ate it.
"Why'd you eat my cookie Phoebe?" he asked.
"It wasn't for me it was for our babies." I said.
"Uh huh."
