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Seventy

I was woken by my phone vibrating relentlessly. I groaned picking it up and looking to see who I was going to berate. Jamie. "Hello" I mumbled sleepily. "Hello!!! Well what the fuck Genevieve!!" she shrieked down the line. "What the fuck, what?" I groaned. "You fucking collapse and it's all over social media and we've been ringing you for hours and you don't pick up! So I repeat what the fuck?!" she said. "My phone was on silent. Who's been ringing me?" I asked suspiciously, "me, your dad, Caroline" she huffed. "I'm fine, I'm fine" I said dismissing her concern. "Is she okay?" I heard a voice ask in the background. "Is that .... Shannon?" I asked incredulously. "Yes it's Shannon, are you okay?" she asked. "Why is Shannon with you?" I asked curiously. "He just is, are you okay?" she repeated. I turned to shake Jared who had started to wake, "Jamie and Shannon are hanging out together" I whispered to him. "Yeah they fucked a few times after your accident" he said sleepily. I was surprised, he wasn't really her type, "really?" I said, "apparently her yelling at him was a turn on" he whispered grinning. I giggled at his remark shaking my head. "Genevieve are you listening?" said Jamie. "Yes yes, I'm okay, I just felt a bit dizzy, I was jet lagged, it was a long day ..." I said dismissing her concerns. "There's something else" she said, she stopped then. "Yes, go on" I urged. "Genevieve, they must have got wind of where you were on your honeymoon. There are photos, from a distance, of you two" she said carefully. I groaned, "you're kidding, please tell me I wasn't topless?" I begged. "You weren't, you were wearing a bikini, but there's rumors flying around. Ah, you kind of look pregnant" she said with a nervous laugh. I didn't know what to say, she was my best friend and if I lied to her now, only to tell her the truth later she would be upset. I was unsure what to do. "Genevieve, are you still there?" she asked. "Yes ... I'm here. Sorry, yes" I said. Jared had sat up and was listening curiously. He was scratching his head like a dozy lion. He looked so adorable. I couldn't help but smile at him. "What are you grinning about?" he whispered. "You look so sleepy and cute" I said. He grinned at me then and I felt my stomach flip. "Genevieve!!" I heard her bellowing. "Oh my God, what?!" I groaned loudly. "You didn't answer me, are you pregnant?" she asked again. Jared nodded, indicating I should tell her. "Yes, yes I am" I said finally. "Genevieve! You swore you'd never have any rug rats, what happened?" she said surprised. "It was ... unexpected, that's all, but we're happy" I said, I glanced up at Jared and he was smiling. It suddenly felt wrong to say it was an accident. "Wow, congratulations! That's fantastic" she said excitedly. "Wait, did you know?" she asked Shannon, I heard him laughing. "Asshole" she muttered, I giggled. "Ring your dad!" she reminded me as we hung up, I reassured her that I would. I put down my phone and bit my lip thoughtfully. "What is it?" Jared asked, he had just come back from the bathroom. "I kind of liked it when it was our secret. You know, just our family" I said shrugging. "I know, I was thinking the same thing" he agreed, "I guess they'll notice eventually" I laughed, he nodded, "yeah you can't hide it for much longer" he said. "Unexpected, I liked that description" he added smiling, "it just feels wrong to say accident" I said. He nodded, "You're right, it does feel wrong, so, let's not say it" he said. "They found us, you were right, the papps. They took photos of us" I sighed. His eyes widened, "shit, were you topless?" he asked grabbing his phone. He scrolled quickly through his social media. "Ha, it was the day after I said it and you started wearing the top" he grinned. "Thank God, I did not want my boobs on display for the world to see" I said shaking my head. His brow was furrowed as he looked, "they're speculating, about whether you're pregnant, these photos are at quite a distance. So it's hard for them to confirm it, but it looks a little ...." he said biting his lip. "We're not confirming anything just yet" I said firmly. He nodded, "no, they can gossip all they like" he agreed. "They're going to be here soon to get us prepared, you better get up" he said. "We have time, come here" I smiled invitingly, he raised an eyebrow and pounced.
*
This was so intimidating, all these tall, waif like beautiful creatures. I had to admit I felt gorgeous, my hair and make up were impeccable and my outfit was stunning. But despite this and my heels, I felt like a frump next to these women. Jared of course was the epitome of rock star, he knew how to work a room. He was like a bright flame and everyone around him were moths! Despite being pulled this way and that, posing for photos talking with other big name guests and of course the models and answering reporters, he kept taking my hand and keeping me close. "You feeling okay?" he murmured smiling at me from behind his sunglasses. "Yes, I'm fine ..." I said, "but ..?" he raised an eyebrow. "All these women are so tall, skinny and stunning and I'm short and ..." he interrupted me. "You are petite and you're gorgeous Gigi, you're also just as slim, with the exception of your ... little passenger" he said smiling. "Thank you" I said with a small smile, my heart beating wildly. He was putting photos and videos on his Snapchat, turning the phone on himself taking a selfie. Then taking one of me. I hadn't been expecting it so I looked confused, "don't you dare! If you're going to post one of me, at least let me smile" I said grabbing his hand. He laughed and took it again, making sure I had a smile. We mingled afterwards, talking to various people, taking more photos. Every time we would get separated, I'd feel a hand on my arm and he'd reappear, not leaving me alone for more than a few minutes. The waiters were walking around with champagne, I automatically reached out and took one, before I could even bring it up to my lips, a hand reached out taking it from me, "no" murmured Jared, putting it on a nearby table. "I forgot" I said rolling my eyes, he grinned at me in response. His hand came up and he ran his fingers along my cheek. My hair hiding my face as his thumb pushing past my lips, I sucked at it and watched as his eyes closed momentarily. I sunk my teeth into it, gently at first then hard, his eyes flashed open, quickly withdrawing it. "Sometimes when I look into those beautiful dark brown eyes, I think, she's so innocent. Then you go and do something like that, and I remember all the kinky shit you let me do to you. You're not so innocent after all" he grinned. I shrugged, "I ... love doing the kinky shit with you" I whispered. He nodded knowingly. I watched him exhale softly, he was more than a little aroused now. "Let's go, I need to get you back to the hotel. You're ass is begging for my hand" he groaned, a shiver of anticipation ran through me. "Not to mention your cock" I whispered. "Fuck" he growled, grabbing my hand pulling me through the room towards the exit. Stopping briefly a few times to say goodbye to people. We were finally in the car and he pounced on me then, his lips on mine, kissing me until I was dizzy and breathless. "I want to take this beautiful silk ribbon around your waist, tie you up with it, then smack your ass till it's as red as your lipstick" he hissed. "You really are a kinky fucker" I said with a giggle. He raised his eyebrows at me and smirked, "guilty as charged" he said without a hint of remorse.
*
We were back home and seeing Eve. The room was dim, the only light coming from the screen of the ultrasound machine. She was running the transducer over my belly, describing things in a low voice. "Well, everything looks great you two, the baby is a good size, a little on the bigger side" she said. "Is that okay?" asked Jared. She nodded, "yes, it's fine, but we'll need to discuss delivery options" she said. My heart dropped at that, I wasn't quite ready to discuss that yet. "Do you want to know the sex?" she asked. "Yes" "No" we both said at the same time. "You don't want to know?" he asked me. "I just thought it would be a surprise, but if you want to find out, we can" I said. "Are you sure?" he said. I nodded, "yes, it's fine" I said. She rolled it around again and smiled, "it's a girl" she said. "Oh wow! That's cool, a little girl" said Jared, the grin on his face could not get any wider. I nodded, smiling, a little excited. "Wow" I whispered looking at the screen, I couldn't really make much out but it was still amazing. "All the florals and pinks" said Jared laughing. "Let's be real even it was a boy you'd still put him in florals and pink" I said pointing to my favorite floral pants that he was wearing. He grinned guiltily. "Okay, let's go back inside and chat" she said smiling. We sat back in her office and she chatted to us about a few things, more tests, things I should be doing, exercise. "So Genevieve I know this is still a while away, but I thought I'd bring it up now, just so you can get your head around the idea" she said. I nodded, "sure, what is it?" I asked curiously. "So at this point in time, I'm thinking you'll probably need to have a c-section" she said. "Wait, why?" I asked surprised, I glanced at Jared who was frowning. "Well here's the thing, you're rather petite and Jared here, is tall. Bigger partner makes for a bigger baby, I mean look you could try, but, I would advise against it" she explained. He grabbed my hand squeezing it gently, I turned to look at him again and he looked contrite. "Gigi, are you okay? I'm sorry" he said with a small smile. "I'm okay I guess, I want to do whatever is best" I said shrugging. "Look if closer to the time I think the baby is smaller, we can reevaluate" she said. I nodded, but given it was growing just a little above it's predicted size already, I wasn't counting on it. She talked a little more, but I wasn't really paying any attention. My head was swimming with new thoughts now. We arranged another appointment and left. I was quiet in the car, only half paying attention to what Jared was saying. "Gigi, are you listening to me?" he said, I turned to him blinking. "Sorry what? I wasn't paying attention" I said. "You're upset aren't you? About what she said" he said sighing. "I'm disappointed" I admitted. "I understand, but at least you've got a few months to get used to the idea" he said, I decided to ignore his comment, it only made me angry. "I want to go home, please take me home" I said. "We are going home" he said. "No, no, to my home!!! I want to go to my home" I said sharply. "Calm down Gigi" he warned. "I want to go home!" I snapped. I was in tears now, angry tears that I dashed away, trying to hold back the sobs. "Okay okay, I'll take you home" he said. I looked away, crying, I couldn't even be bothered hiding the tears now. I was feeling entirely overwhelmed by the whole situation. As soon as he pulled into the driveway I barely waited for him to put it in park. I walked into the house and straight into my bedroom slamming the door shut behind me. I carefully lay down on my side, staring out at the ocean, the tears still coming. There was a knock at the door, "can I come in?" he called out. "No, I want to be alone" I sniffed. I heard his footsteps retreating down the hall and exhaled. I cried myself to sleep and when I woke up I realized it was late afternoon. I sat up pushing my hair out of my face and wincing, I had a killer headache. I wondered if he'd stayed, I got up and opened the door walking out into the lounge. He was sitting on the couch with my laptop. He looked up and smiled. "Hey" he said softly. "Hi" I murmured. "You feeling okay?" he said with a small frown. "I have a headache" I said shaking my head. "Come and sit down, I'll make you some tea" he said. "I don't want any, I need a drink of water or something" I said walking past him into the kitchen. Opening the fridge I grabbed some sparkling water, I heard him come up behind me and he took the glass bottle from me. "Sit, I'll get it for you" he said. "I don't need you to get me anything" I said exhaling frustratedly. "Genevieve, for fucks sake stop arguing with me" he snapped. I relented, letting go of it and sitting down on one of the stools along the counter. He poured me some water and set it in front of me. "Thanks" I said quietly. "I can't imagine what you must be going through and to be honest, I don't know what to say. I feel so guilty, it's my fault, all of it and I'm trying to make it better" he said. "I'm scared" I whispered. He sighed and walked around the counter, pulling me into his arms, against his chest, holding me tightly. "I know" he said simply, no promises to make it better, no condescending words telling me it would be fine, he just understood my fears and acknowledged them and that was enough.