Back to Life (33 page)

She
smiled her mega-watt smile at me. “Hello, husband,” she said. “I can’t believe
we are finally married. I’m so happy.”

“I
know. You just made me the happiest man in the world, but in four months, I
might say that again when we meet our boys for the first time.”

“I
love you so much,” she said.

“I
love you too, angel. So, are you ready to party?”

She
took my hand and said, “Not yet. Come on. Let’s go make out in a closet until
it’s time to go to our reception.” I laughed and tugged her hand down the hall.

“Here
we are, the honeymoon suite, thank God!” Rory said. “As beautiful as the
wedding and reception was, I am so glad it’s over so we can get to the good
stuff,” she said as I swiped the card key through the door and opened it. I led
her into the room and put our bags down. As soon as I shut the door, I walked
to her and picked her up into my arms. She giggled as I carried her to the bed.
“Babe, you don’t have to carry me! Besides, I am getting as big as a whale and
I am going to be so embarrassed if you trip while you are walking.”

I
smiled and laid her on the bed. “You are not big Rory, not at all. You are so
fucking beautiful, and that belly makes you look so sexy,” I said. “Now, come
here and let me get you out of that dress,” I said, and she leaned up and
pulled her hair to the side.

“By
all means, hubby, have at it.” I wrapped my arms around her back and slid the
zipper down her back, and when it was down, she wiggled out of it and laid back
so I could take it the rest of the way off. My eyes popped wide as I stared at
her naked, full breasts and my eyes roamed down past her belly and saw she was
wearing tiny white panties and white stockings. I hooked my fingers into her
panties and stripped them off her, taking her shoes off as well. I slowly
peeled off her stockings and soon she was lying on the bed completely naked and
looking more beautiful than I ever remembered. “Okay, now it’s your turn, babe.
Lose the tux,” she said, smiling. She didn’t have to tell me twice. I slid off
my jacket and loosened my tie, and I could see desire in her eyes while she
watched me undress. I felt myself get harder as she licked her lips while I
slipped out of my shirt and pants. Finally, once the socks, shoes, and boxers
were gone, I walked over to the bed and laid down next to my beautiful wife.

I
ran my fingers across her cheek and she raised her hand to mine. She held my
hand for a moment before kissing my wedding ring, and she smiled. “I love you
so, so much,” I said, and I lowered my mouth to hers. I touched her tongue with
mine, and she opened her mouth wider as I slid my tongue the rest of the way
in. She moaned lightly and bit my bottom lip. I wanted tonight to be the most
romantic night of her life, but I knew that when she bit my lip that meant she
wanted to play. Since she started to get bigger I was definitely more turned
on, but I had been going slower in bed so I wouldn’t hurt her, but tonight, she
wasn’t having any of that.

I
ran my hand along her breasts, past her round stomach, and finally stopped at
her slick folds, which were already soaking wet. “Mm, I love that you are
already turned on and ready,” I said, and she bucked her hips off the bed. I
ran my fingers along the outside and teased her.

“Come
on, babe, don’t tease me,” she begged, and I slid two fingers into her, making
her cry out. She felt so fucking hot and wet, and by the way she was tugging my
hair and wasn’t going to let me have fun and take my time. “God, baby, that
feels so good. Please, Liam, I want you inside me,” she whimpered.

“You
sure you don’t want to play?” I asked, prolonging her sexual agony as my
fingers swirled around inside her.

“No,
baby, please, I need to feel you,” she moaned.

While
she was laying back, I withdrew my fingers and rolled on top of her, hovering
over her so I wouldn’t press on her swollen stomach. She parted her legs wide
for me and guided them up as high as they would go. I leaned my face to hers
and I captured her mouth once more before I slid my cock inside her hot wet
entrance. We both cried out from the feeling, and once I started to move we
both lost ourselves in the sheer pleasure of our love. I lost myself in her, having
some of the best sex ever with my gorgeous wife on our honeymoon. I really and
truly felt that life was only going to get better from here on out. I was
coming home every night to my own personal goddess, and that home would soon be
filled with the pitter patter of little feet, and I couldn’t wait.

January

“Okay,
it’s official. We have packed our last box,” Rory said, sealing a big cardboard
box with packing tape. “We are officially ready to move out.” She sighed loudly
and looked around the empty apartment. Rory and I both agreed we didn’t want to
bring the twins home from the hospital to a studio apartment in the Village, so
we looked around and found a house on Long Island that we loved. It was in a
nice neighborhood, and it had a three car garage, swimming pool, huge yard, and
was big enough to add to our family if we wanted to later. The house was absolutely
perfect for our family.

“What’s
wrong, angel?” I asked, helping her up off the couch. I placed my hand on her
belly and gave it a rub.

“Nothing’s
wrong, I’m excited about the new house and to get everything set up. It’s
just…” she broke off, “I’m really going to miss this place.” I could hear the
emotion in her voice and I knew the tears would come. Dr. Jennings said the
babies were growing right on schedule and the pregnancy had been textbook so
far, but since Rory was so small and was all belly, she was concerned that Rory
might not make it until her actual due date, so we were trying to get to thirty
seven weeks. Rory had been emotional all through the pregnancy, but now with
only six weeks until her scheduled cesarean section, she was becoming a tearful,
crying, sobbing mess.

“Aw,
baby,” I said, kissing her forehead, “it will be okay. You know that this isn’t
the place we wanted to bring our children home to, right?”

“I
know, and I don’t want that. I want them to grow up in a safe place where they
can play in the front yard and ride their bikes up and down the street. It’s
just that…” she sniffed.

“Just
what, sweetie?”

“We
began here, Liam. You and me. The night I spanked your ass in pool and you
brought me here and took care of me. The first time we made love. Our first
fight. The first place we lived together as a married couple. It’s all here,”
she said, and she started to cry.

I
wrapped my arms around her and rubbed her back, which was working overtime
since the twins were getting bigger every day. “Yes, we did begin here, and I’m
always going to have a soft spot in my heart for this place. But, just imagine
all of the new memories we will make in our new home. Bringing the boys home
from the hospital. Seeing them take their first steps. The first time they
learn how to ride a bike or play baseball. All of that will happen at our new
home.”

She
breathed deeply and leaned into me. “I know, and you’re right. I can’t wait for
all those moments. I guess I’m just feeling emotional. Big surprise, I know,”
she said, and we laughed. “Thank you, Liam,” she said, and suddenly there was a
knock at the door. I let go of Rory and opened it to find the moving company
had arrived to help us get the rest of our things. Rory kicked into gear and
let the movers know where everything was supposed to go at the new house and
which things were fragile. As soon as everything was out of the apartment, we
took one last look around and I held her hand. “You ready to go, baby?”

She
breathed in deeply, and let out a long breath. “Yes. Let’s go home,” she said,
and we walked out of our first home for the last time.

“Come
on, Liam, I want to get to the new house,” Rory said. “I mean, I’m glad you
insisted on taking me to dinner before we go there, but I am anxious to get
settled and unpack. I think I might be nesting a little bit early,” she said.

“I
know, angel, and we’re heading there now. I just wanted to take a minute out
with you and make sure you got something to eat before we head there and start
unpacking. We can go,” I said, motioning for the waiter to bring our check as
Rory slid into her coat. As soon as I paid the bill, I helped her up from her
chair and we walked hand in hand out to my car. As much as I hated to admit it,
I knew that it was time to do the minivan thing to better accommodate our
growing family. Rory was having a hard time fitting into Elvira now, but I
wasn’t ready to let this lady go yet, so I had went out and bought a brand new
Town & Country for Rory to be able get around in, and was about to surprise
her with it. I also had another surprise for her. I took her to dinner as a way
to kill time while our families were at the new house getting everything set
up. Surprisingly, Rory had decided she didn’t really want a baby shower,
deciding instead to just invite all of our friends and family over for a
celebratory dinner/housewarming party once we got settled in. She didn’t know,
however, that everyone was already there and by the time we got home, our new
house would be completely unpacked, including the most special room in the
whole house.

Rory
squeezed into the car and I ran over to the driver’s side and slid in. once I
started the engine, we drove all the way to our new home. Once we got onto our
new street and pulled up into the driveway of the house, I smiled as Rory’s
eyes fell on the brand new silver minivan with a huge red bow on the hood.
“What the hell is that?” she asked, smiling.

“Well,
we can’t move out to a nice neighborhood in Long Island and not have the best
minivan on the block,” I said, and she grinned. As I parked the car in the
driveway, I got out and helped Rory out of her seat and we walked over to the
car. “Do you like it?”

“I
love it, babe! It’s perfect, thank you!” she squealed, and wrapped her arms
around me. “Aw, look,” she said, letting go and peeking through the window.
“You already have their car seats installed and everything! You even bought the
ones I wanted. Thank you so much, Liam,” she said, and planted a hard kiss on
my lips.

“Anything
for you, angel,” I said, and I hugged her tightly before running a hand over
her belly again. Rory suddenly started to look around and frowned. “What is
it?”

Her
brows furrowed. “I thought the movers would be here by now with our stuff. I
wonder where they are.”

I
shrugged my shoulders. “Hmm, I don’t know. Why don’t we go in and call them and
find out where they are? We need to get in out of the cold anyway,” I said,
ushering her toward the door. I smiled at her and put the key into the door and
unlocked it. “After you, Mrs. Tanner,” I said, and she walked in the house and
I followed behind her.

As
soon as I flicked on the lights, there was a big loud “Surprise!” coming from
around the living room, and Rory jumped back in surprise. Standing around our
new freshly unpacked living room was everyone we loved. My parents, Rory’s dad,
Brody, Marissa, Nick, Samantha, Emily, Fiona, Nicole, Brian, and a few of our
new neighbors that were on hand to welcome us to the neighborhood. They hung a
“Welcome Home” sign above our fireplace which was already crackling and warm.
Rory looked at me, stunned. “Babe! Did you know about this?”

“Of
course I did,” I said, and she smiled. “Since you really didn’t want a baby
shower and wanted to have a get together instead, I decided that my gift to you
would be to have everyone come over and unpack for you so you didn’t have to.
Trust me, it was done to your specifications,” I said and she giggled.

She
hugged me and kissed my lips. “Thank you, babe, this is amazing,” she said. We
then went to mingle with everyone and enjoy our new house.

After
visiting for a few hours, Rory was starting to get sleepy and that was
everyone’s cue to head out. After everyone said goodbye and the house was
quiet, Rory yawned. “Sheesh, these babies are starting to wear me out more and
more every day,” she muttered. “I don’t know if I will be able to keep my eyes
open to clean up all of this,” she said, waving her hand toward the empty
plates and glasses on the kitchen table.

“Rory,
we can get to that in the morning. You are tired and you need your rest. Come
on, let’s get you up to bed, and I’ll take care of this in the morning,” I
said, and I stood and walked over to her chair and helped her up. We turned out
the lights and began to climb the stairs, with me helping Rory as she waddled
up the steps. God damn it, she was so cute. Once we reached the top, Rory was
heading to the bedroom that she wanted as ours, but I grabbed her hand. “Wait,
I want to show you something.”

“What
is it, babe?” she asked.

“Close
your eyes,” I said, and she cocked an eyebrow at me. “Trust me.”

“It’s
not another surprise, is it?” she laughed. “Because, I’ve got to tell you,
after a brand spanking new minivan and a completely unpacked house full of all
new things, I don’t think I can take any more surprises today.”