《The CEO. (W|W)》38.
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"Casey.." Amelia called from upstairs causing me to groan. I looked over at Alexander who just shrugged before running up the stairs, causing me to sigh.
The last seven months have been bittersweet torture. I love my wife. My very pregnant wife. But I needed a break. After the honeymoon, the doctor deemed Amelia to be on bed rest for her pregnancy, which was fine.
Until it wasn't.
She cried about everything. Any little thing. She wanted to do nothing but eat, sleep, and fuck. It came to a point where I didn't even want sex anymore because of how much we were having. When I told her that, she bursted into tears. She was convinced I didn't want her anymore because she was swollen.
It wasn't the case at all. Amelia looked beautiful while pregnant. Watching her stomach grow and her skin glow did something to me. I just couldn't handle having so much sex at once. I thought we did more than enough on our honeyMoon.
Amelia had me tied up, pinned down, bruised, candle waxed, and all. I deserved a break. I couldn't even fùcking walk straight for two weeks.
I walked upstairs to see Alexander and Amelia cuddling on the bed, Alexander rubbing her stomach while Amelia stared at me with a small pout causing me to sigh.
"Amelia, what's wrong?"
"Are you mad at me?" She asked softly. I shook my head no before sitting at the edge of the bed, grabbing her foot and starting to massage it. Her soft moan perked my ears and I smirked as I pressed my thumbs into the sole of her foot.
"I'm not mad. I'm just a bit tired."
"Am I exhausting you?" She asked. I sighed and shook my head, watching as she shot me a look that told me to cut the bullshit. I chuckled and groaned before leaning down and kissing her ankle.
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"Just a little. But it's okay because you're pregnant with my baby. I want to do nothing but take care of you-"
"You need to take care of yourself as well. You know that you're just as important to me as I am to you. So..I called Diana over. Go get some lunch, go shopping. See Kaya. I'll stay here with Alexander and Diana."
I stared at her in shock as she shrugged before handing me her gold American Express card.
"I already booked you a massage. Either say yes or I'll go."
"What about the office?" I asked as I felt the tears well in my eyes. Amelia smirked and shrugged before slowly moving over to kiss my cheek.
"Baby, don't worry. You've done more than enough for me in the last two years. I'm starting to feel more like a child than a wife to you and if I feel that way, then that means you feel that way too mama. I want you to-"
"I love you." I breathed before placing a soft kiss on her lips. She moaned softly and kissed me back, grinning against my mouth as Alexander made gagging noises.
'Gross!' He signed causing me to laugh and lean down, kissing his forehead. I then adjusted myself and kissed Amelia's stomach, feeling the kick of our little girl tap my nose.
"Now go on. Luke is outside in the limo. Bring me back some starbursts..oh! And some takis. Love you baby." Amelia giggled as she kissed me again. I kissed her back and kissed Alexander's forehead before walking downstairs. I slipped on my crocs and walked outside to the limo, slipping inside.
"Oh my god..right there.." I moaned as the masseuse dug her fingers into my naked back, massaging every knot that's developed in the last few months. I'm sore considering I started hitting the gym again after a year. I still had my strength but my figure was starting to change. I had a small stomach and my hips started to widen due to the fact that Amelia had me eating for an army almost everyday.
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I've never been so addicted to sour patch kids until now.
"Oh my..GOD!" I suddenly sobbed as she cracked a knot, the loud popping noise triggering held in emotions that's been building up for quite some time. I sobbed into the massage chair, all the stress and tension I've been feeling being released under her hands and my tears.
My phone started to ring and I groaned, reaching for it and answering with a moan as the woman started to massage my thighs.
"Wow..what a great way to answer the phone." Diana chuckled sarcastically causing me to roll my eyes.
"I'm getting a massage..everything okay?" I asked. As I asked that, I heard a loud scream in the background causing me to jump.
"Uh..yeah about that. Amelia is in labor and her water just broke."
I jumped up so fast that I almost hit the masseuse, giving her a brief apology before jumping off the massage table.
"What?! Where are you guys?! Did you get the baby bag-"
"Yes. We're on our way to presby. Don't worry, Alexander and I grabbed everything. Good thing you guys prepared early. She wasn't due for another few weeks."
"Yeah, the doctor said this might happen. I'm on my way!"
"HURRY THE FUCK UP!" I heard Amelia scream in the background causing me to widen my eyes. I could already imagine the beautiful monster she'd be once I got to the hospital. So as I sat in the limo, I mentally prepared myself when the realization suddenly hit.
Amelia is having my baby.
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