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“Babe, go sit down. I’ma go put these bags away and I’ll be back down.” Emily said as we walked into the house.

“Okay baby.” I said as I took my shoes off and walked in the living room and sat down on the couch. As soon as Emily made it upstairs, the front door opened and my dad walked into the house. When he looked over at me, he smiled and I rolled my eyes at him. He held his head down in defeat and walked into the kitchen. I haven't really said anything to him since he told me that I should abort my baby. He tries to make conversation here and there but gives up when he notices that I'm not going to respond to him. He’s even tried to ask about Isabel but I answer by asking why he wants to know about a baby that he wanted me to get rid of. I was pulled out of my thoughts when I felt someone sit next to me. I looked up and smiled at Emily. “Hey you.” I said and she smiled and touched my chin.

“How are you feeling?”

“I'm fine. My feet hurt a little but thats…” I stopped when she lifted my legs and placed them over hers and started to give me a foot massage. I closed my eyes and sighed in pleasure.

“Is this okay?” She asked and I nodded my head.

“This feels amazing.” She laughed a little before massaging a little harder. A few minutes passed before my mom walked in and ruined the moment.

“Girls, get washed up so we can eat.” I groaned in frustration.

“Don’t worry, I’ll give you another one tonight.” Emily said when she saw the pout on my face. I smiled and kissed her cheek. She stood up and stretched her arms out to help me up. When we got inside of the hall bathroom, she was the first to get done washing her hands because Isabel decided it was a great time to sit on my bladder. Well at least, that's what it feels like. “Are you sure nothing else was wrong in the living room?” She looked at me questionly. I walked over to the sink and put my head down to wash my hands but felt her staring a hole in my back. I looked at her through the mirror and nodded my head.

“Yeah. Why?”

“Well… you were staring in space, deep in thought, when I came downstairs. Like something was really on your mind.” She said as she came closer to me until she was standing directly behind me. I turned off the water and dried my hands.

“I'm fine baby.” I said as I smiled at her. She lifted my shirt over my belly before she started rubbing it and kissed my shoulder.

“You'll let me know if something is bothering you right?” She asked as she stared at me through the mirror with a concerned look on her face. I put my hands on top of hers on my stomach and nodded my head.

“Yes. You’ll be the first to know. I promise.” She smiled and kissed my neck before I turned around to face her and gave her a kiss on the lips.

“Well, let's pretend like we’re hungry even though we just ate.” She said when we pulled away from our kiss.

“Well I am kinda hungry again.” I said and she smiled and kissed my forehead. 

“Let's go get you some food then.”

“You two were getting busy in the bathroom weren’t you?” Jason asked as we walked to the table in the backyard, I hit him on his head before I sat down.

“Jason!” My mom yelled out and shook her head.

“What mom? It doesn't take that long to wash their hands.”

“We werent even in there that long and sex lasts longer than that.” I looked over at Emily and noticed that she was blushing a little and quickly kissed her cheek. She grabbed my hand and smiled.

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