Morphine

Chapter Forty Seven

Malcolm twitched as his wife stroked his thigh gently. They were at the library, doing work but they were going back and forth touching each other.

For some reason, they'd been like that all morning. They'd woken up late and had to get ready quickly but they kept stealing lust filled glances at each other and rubbing up against each other.

It was all very sensual.

"Is this good?" Karen pushed over a notebook.

Marceline Anne moved her hand and picked up the book, making Malcolm pout internally. "Yeah. I told you; whatever you, Mercy and Mother agree on will be fine. We'll let you know the colors as soon as we get the results later."

Marceline Anne had an appointment to see the genders of the babies that afternoon. Usually they could tell at twenty weeks but both children had hid at every appointment since February.

Marceline Anne was now 28 weeks and definitely wanted to know. She had colors picked out for them. Red and grey for boys, blue and yellow for girls or red and blue for split.

The baby shower was that Saturday and she hoped the babies would turn so they could get personalized presents.

"I know. Fingers crossed." Karen crossed her fingers.

Marceline Anne trailed hers over Malcolm's lap.

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Malcolm helped his wife onto the high bed at the doctor's office and held her hand as she unbuttoned her jeans and shimmied them down so Dr. Reynolds could use an ultrasound on her.

The obstetrician got to work on his checklist to make sure both babies were okay then let them listen to the heartbeats.

Both teens really loved that part.

"Good news." The man smiled. "They've turned. I can tell you the sexes."

Marceline Anne was really happy. "Can we know please?"

"Sure can. Baby A is a girl."

Malcolm kissed her hand. "Yes!"

Dr. Reynolds smiled. "Baby B is a boy."

Marceline Anne's heart filled. "A boy!"

Malcolm tried to get his emotions under control.

Marceline Anne rubbed his back.

"Would you like pictures?" Dr. Reynolds asked, knowing they did. They always did.

"Yes please."

He printed out pictures for them. "Keep up the good work and I'll see you in four weeks. Make your appointment up front."

Marceline Anne watched him as he left. She wiped off her stomach and pulled her pants up and shirt down. When she slipped down, Malcolm was there, kissing her. "Wait!"

"What?" He backed away.

"Not here. We have work and classes and I have soccer and you have rugby."

"Baby,-"

"We have responsibilities but as soon as we get home, I'm going to ride you until you're so tired, you can't blink."

His eyes widened at the promise and his penis came to full attention. "I'll hold you to that."

"You do that."

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"Well?" Karen hoped.

Marceline Anne bit her bottom lip. "It's one of each."

"Yes!" Karen screamed.

The librarian shushed her.