Waiting For You

It's fun having them sweat

We laughed a little.
A nurse came in and started another bag of fluid.

D: I'm putting you on bed rest for 2 days.  Finish those off and you can leave.
A: May I have a word?

I look at Charlotte. 

A: I'll be in the hallway.

A: What caused this?
D: Some women dehydrate easier than others.  She was upset.
A: What do I need to do?
D: Keep her calm and hydrated. Bed rest for 2 days. How is her nausea?
A: She has been taking those pills every 6 hours. Even at night.
D: I'll send something else in. She and the baby are going to be great.
A: Thanks. Call if you need anything else.

J and Bobby came into the room.

B: How are you?
C: I'm fine.  Not sure why everyone is making a fuss.
B: You're pregnant and you passed out. 

J pulled me into the hall.

J: Is she ok?  The baby?
A: They are both fine.  She needs to stay calm and hydrated.
J: Ok.  That's good.
A: Bedrest for 2 days.
J: You're on your own with that one. 
A: She will accept it.
J: If you say so there chief.

He laughed.

She was discharged.
When we got home I carried her inside, and to our room.

I laid her in the bed.

C: I need a shower.

I carried her to the shower and waited.
She came out and put on one of my shirts and a pair of boxers.

A: Come lay down.

I pulled her into my arms. She turned to face me.  She started kissing me then grabbed my cock.
I stood up.

A: You need rest.
C: I don't want to rest.
A: Baby please.

She gave me puppy dog eyes and a pouting look.

A: I'll be back.

I called her doctor.

A: I forgot to ask about sex.
D: Off limits for 2 days Mr. Post.
A: Thank you.

I walked back into the bedroom.  I picked up my guitar. 
I sat in the chair on the other side of the room. I started writing.

A: Where are you going?
C: I'm hungry.
A: I'll get it, what do you want?
C: I'm not sure what we have.

I FaceTimed her.
I took her food and sent Bobby Lee a text.

A: Can you sit with her while J and I go look at the building.
B: She is giving you shit?
A: She isn't bad.  Get her to plan the wedding and gender reveal.  We should be back before she is finished.
B: Fine.

I give her her lunch.

A: Bobby is going to sit with you while J and I look at real estate.
C: OK.

I kissed her on the forehead.  I went down stairs and gathered her binders. 
I took them up the stairs.  Bobby came in and I kissed Charlotte.
I walked into the hallway and eavesdropped.

B: You better be good.
C: I hate being cooped up.
B: I know, but look at the end game here sis.  This baby will be healthy.  I know you, I know you would never do anything to hurt this baby.
C: I would never hurt our baby.
B: Not resting is hurting the baby.
C: I never looked at it that way.
B: Come on.  We can finish planning these parties.  You only get out of bed for the bathroom and shower.  Do you understand that?
C: I understand.

I left.  She was one of the good ones. I looked at my phone.

A: Hey what's up Ty?
T: What the fuck is going on in your life man?
A: What?
T: Cancel tours, getting engaged, and WTF poppa post?
A: Dre'?
T: Yes.
A: I love her.  I love her more than anything.
T: You haven't really known her that long.
A: I know enough.
T: You're happy, then I'm happy. I will be in town next week.
A: Stay here. Get to know her.
T: I'm going to take you up on that. I'm just worried about you, that's all.
A: I'm great.  See you next week.

I walk outside. 
I pull Charlotte's lamborghini around. 
A: Let's go J.
J: You have really cool cars.
A: This is your sister's.
J: Shit.

My phone rang and it was Dre' I put it on Bluetooth.

D: Is your girl going to sign?
A: Give me some time.  She is not feeling well.
D: They are trying to finalize your albums by next week.
A: She is ok with the song.  She just doesn't know about the contract. 
D: Good.  We are keeping it.  They are worried she will sign with another label.
A: She doesn't want fame, Dre'.   Later, I hung up.

J: She'll sign just not right now.
A: I know.  It's fun having them sweat.

He laughed.

J: This isn't the way to the.
A: I know.  I have a stop to make.
J: Ok.

We pulled into the jewelers. 

A: Wedding bands are back.
J and I went inside. 
K: Posty!
A: Fuck.