My Dom or My Mate?

Chapter 21

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Chapter 21

Home Alone

My due date was two days ago, and so far nothing has happened apart from a few annoying braxton hicks.

I spent Christmas with my two wonderful mates and it was calm, peaceful and relaxed;

We invited both Holden and Dean's families and had a full house;

Their parents, Holden's younger brother and sister and Dean's older sister.

Today I am home alone; Dean at work; like four important meetings going on so he couldn't miss it, and Holden is at the pack house doing fighting training with the teens.

I'm in the kitchen keeping busy; I think my book called it nesting.

I can't stay still so I'm making dinner; lamb casserole with dumplings and profiteroles for pudding.

Omanomanom!

The kitchen smells amazing!

After finishing my cooking, I place the casserole in the fridge as well as the cream filled profiteroles.

I start cleaning; despite having the staff around the house, I can't stop myself.

I feel slightly energetic today.

I won't take it for granted.

My boys are less active today; still moving but not overly excitable.

Probably due to my nesting.

I wish I wasn't on my own, but I just keep busy to try get used to the idea of being on my own.

By 1pm I'm feeling less active, and rather uncomfortable; my bump feeling beyond heavy and rather tight.

No matter what I've done, it hasn't helped.

I'm currently laying in the giant bath, trying to relax and make this ache die down.

It's lasting for like 45 seconds at a time, but it's only every 9 minutes so I wouldn't say it's time yet, right?

As I lay there, I imagine my sons, my Declan and Deacon.

Will they have dark hair like their dads or light like me?

Will they have blue, brown or green eyes?

"Argh shit!" I gasp as a pain takes control of my body.

A steel band tightening around my stomach, and hot stabbing period pain in my back.

Holy mother!

I grip the sides of the bath and arch my back, puffing and panting with every breath.

My braxton hicks weren't like this!

I climb out of the bath after the 'contraction' eases up and wrap myself up in a dressing gown.

I waddle downstairs and sit on my exercise ball, bouncing and rolling while watching the television.

Each painful tightening comes every 8 minutes and lasts for 55 seconds.

I can't believe I'm doing this on my own.