twenty six

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roger and i sit quietly in the waiting room, his hand placed on my thigh and he rubs my leg with his thumb

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roger and i sit quietly in the waiting room, his hand placed on my thigh and he rubs my leg with his thumb. i gently trace my fingertips over his arm as i flip through the large pregnancy book on my lap. roger's chin placed on my shoulder as he reads along with me.

"done?"

"turn"

i turn the page, and his eyes squint slightly as he trails the words strewn across the page.

"i still don't understand why we have to read this shit."

"i already told you. it's good to know these things. just watch, one of these days you'll need to know wether or not it's braxton hicks or an actual contraction. or if the babies are cluster feeding. or how to soothe the babies if they have colic. or if-"

roger takes my face in his hand and he places his lips on mine, his thumb stroking my cheek. he pulls away, smiling gently at me.

"you're a children's nurse. we'll be just fine." his smiles widens and i roll my eyes.

"oh shut up."

suddenly the front door is thrown dramatically open and a large group of people push their way through the doors. freddie pokes his way through, his arms up in the air.

"where oh WHERE are my godchildren!?"

i laugh, and roger slaps the palm of his hand to his face. brian and john make their way towards us, excited smiles on their faces. i push myself up out of the chair and roger immediately shoots up, taking my hand and helping me up.

"i can get up on my own, rog."

"doesn't mean you have to." he winks, pressing a quick kiss on my forehead.

john wraps his arms around me tightly, rocking me back and forth. i smile, patting his back but quickly becoming nauseous. i push john off of me gently and he pouts.

"i'm sorry. just nauseous."

"oh john you stupid idiot." freddie glares playfully as he throws his arm around me.

"hey. he's not stupid."

"hey. i'm not stupid"

john and i turn to each other, shaking our heads and brian motions dramatically between us. he raised his eyebrows at his wife as she rolls her eyes beside him.

"you see what i'm talking about?"

she shakes her head at him, waving her hand dismissing him. she smiles and gives me a quick gentle hug. following up with camila and then mary. who's hands immediately latch onto my stomach.

honey // r. taylor *EDITING*Where stories live. Discover now