Soulmates | Kate & Ana

Chapter 9- Mrs. & Mrs.

The room is completely silent when I wake. My alarm for work has not gone off yet. I wriggle my toes under the covers and stare up at the ceiling, giving my senses a moment to fully wake up. Then I turn over on my side to face Kate. She's got her eyes closed, leading me to believe she's still sleeping. I admire her gorgeous face for a moment, fully relaxed and in it's resting state. She looks so calm and effortlessly flawless in the morning light. Her eyes spring open and she smiles sleepily at me. "Good morning, wife." She whispers, her voice still groggy from sleep. "Good morning, wife." I repeat her phrase, offering her an amused smile. She reaches one hand out to me and gently runs it though my hair, pulling the strands away from my face, and then tucking it behind my ear. It's a sweet gesture, romantic. I place my hand on her thigh and spread my fingertips out, inching my body closer to her's. We kiss, softly, lips pressed together. She deepens the kiss, her tongue sliding into my mouth, and I roll on top of her still underneath the sheets. I moan as she grabs a fistful of my hair, while her other hand glides down my body and between my thighs. It seems as though I'll be getting an unexpected, but very much welcome,  morning quickie before work. I'm excited at the thought. Our soft good morning kiss turns into making out and our hands run over each others bodies, creating a sensual warmth between us. Then just as were getting to the good part, my alarm goes off loudly, making us both jump at the startling noise. "Shit!" I bury my face in my hands, laughing hysterically. I'm both disappointed and amused, as I accept that It's time to get up for work and there will be no morning sex with my wife as I had hoped. "To be continued?" Kate suggests, pulling me in for a last kiss. "Yes, hopefully with no interruptions next time." I say, when our kiss is over. I climb out of bed, then offer Kate my hand to help her up. She takes it, gets up out of the bed, and thanks me. Our hands linger for a moment, then she lets go and we go our separate ways to get dressed and go to work.

During my lunch break at work, I sit at my desk with a salad Hannah picked up for me from across the street. I munch on my salad while I browse the internet, trying to do some research on my current situation of trying to get pregnant via sperm donor. A while back Kate and I began the process of choosing a sperm donor we decided we didn't want it to be anyone we know because it'd be too awkward so we went the anonymous donor route. The doctors have done a wonderful job of explaining how everything will go down and what I should expect, but that did little for my strong feelings of anxiety about the whole thing. I just want to have a baby so badly and I know Kate does too. I can't imagine having to wait any longer than we already do. If anything goes wrong with our plan or if my body isn't able to get pregnant as it should it'd be devastating for the both of us. I scroll through numerous blog posts about couples like Kate and I who've had amazing success stories, and I debunk every myth I can think of, while I pick at my lunch. "Ana, you doing okay? You haven't looked up from that computer this whole time." Hannah says, sounding concerned. I'd almost forgotten she was even in here I was so wrapped up in my reading. "Yes, I'm fine. I'm just researching things about sperm donors and children of sperm donors and the couples who raise them. The usual." The hint of humor in my voice is overshadowed by the obviously stressed look in my eyes, but Hannah laughs anyway so as to make it less awkward. "'Have you not heard back from the doctor yet? It's been a while since I last scheduled any appointments for you and Kate." I shake my head, disappointed. "It could take some time before we hear back." I shrug it off, but inside I'm filled with worry. What if it's taking so long because there's something wrong? "I'm sure you'll get a call soon. They can't possibly make you wait too much longer." Hannah pats my wrist, comfortingly, and I nod along, choosing to believe she's right and to ignore my fears.

Kate and I begin cooking dinner together as soon as we get home from our jobs, giving us time to talk while also getting our meal ready. I tell her about my research and my talk with Hannah and she in return tells me about her concerns and thoughts about the extended wait we're experiencing. She's chopping vegetables and I'm boiling the water for some pasta when my phone rings. Kate and I both whip our heads around at the sound, but stay frozen as it rings again. Then I burst out into a full on sprint to answer it. "Hello!" I pant, having seen the Caller ID saying it's the doctor my excitement is hard to contain. "Hello, Mrs.Steele-Kavanaugh and Mrs. Kavanaugh, I have great news." Kate stares at me, wide eyed and I grin at her. "Yes." I say, urging her to go on. "We have the sperm you requested and we're ready to set you up with an appointment." The doctor explains, and all my worries vanish. "Yes! I'll have my assistant set up an appointment right away! Thank you!" I end the call, and my heart pounds away in my chest. Then Kate and I are screaming and jumping and hugging each other, unable to contain our excitement at the news.