I paid a virgin

Chapter 81

Chapter 81

(Tara gave birth)

Summer POV 

The kicks from the twins woke me up in the middle of the night. God that just gave me shock. It wasn't the first time they caught my attention by kicking inside my womb, but tonight was strong. It was unfortunate that they kick near my bladder. It triggered an urge to pee.

Even sitting up was a hard task for me. With my bloated tummy pinning me on the bed, it will be impossible for me to get up without any assistance.

I shook Trench's awake despite how wrong to cut off his much needed sleep. He had been working too hard, he hasn't getting eight to nine hours of sleep. If he is lucky he will have only seven hours to close his eyes and rest. 

So it give me reluctance to wake him up to helping me empty my full bladder.

"Trench, hon, wake up," I whispered. 

"Wha..." he managed to whimper.

"I really need to pee but I can't sit up," 

He sat up sleepy, his eyes barely opening but he rubbed it off to wake up. His hair was sticking everywhere but he looked adorable with it. "You have the worst timiiing..." he yawned.

"I know babe," I chuckled.

He stood up and carried me off the bed. "Good thing you have a strong husband to be." We trudge towards the ginormous bathroom and he helped me sit down. The sound of my urine gushing out made me blush. It was like hearing a turned on water host.

"They kicked my bladder you know it woke me up," I told him.

He chortled. "We both suffered from it," he kissed my tummy while I'm still peeing. What a weird sight this would be if someone sees us. "How many gallons of water did you drunk earlier?"

"Just a few glasses, you big oaf," I rolled my eyes.

"You sure? It sounded like waterfalls in here," he teases. I slapped his shoulder for that.

"I'm done," I sighed.

He helped me up before flushing my pee.

"Ugh! Now I'm hungry," I grumbled.

"We have a cabinet full of cookies, a mini fridge with cakes in it," he replied. He had decided to put mini fridge in our room for the time being. My hunger would hit at the wrong hours of the night and it will lead me or Trench to search something in the fridge. On the fifth time my cravings of food woke me up, Trench whined at me of my worst timing to wake him. The following morning, with his eye bugs visible as ever, he carried a mini fridge inside our room and stock it with food. To say Myles was giving us the stinky eyes when she found out her mommy has to have a lot of food inside the room was an amusing sight to see. Of course Trench settled the tantrums and gave her what I had. Her daddy stock it with sugar free food not that she knew about that.

"I want some ice cream," I sat up on the bed while I wait for him to give me it.

"And how about some blueberry sponge cake?" he suggested.

"That too," I agreed.

"Alright then master," he tease, the mango flavored ice cream and the slice of cake in platter we was holding.

"Mmmmm.... I feel like I'm a queen right now with this delicious food," I moaned. The food was just bursting with flavors. I licked my lips but soon was attacked by his own lips.

"Yeah it's good food," he commented after his assault

I shook my head at him.

Comes morning, Trench was still sleeping peacefully and the time was already ten in the morning. By the looks of it, he wasn't planning on going to the office today.