Modern Arrangements: Complete Trilogy (Modern Arrangements #1-3) (49 page)

Smiling as he made a sandwich for
himself, I poured some milk for both of us.

"You know." He chewed,
"you have an excuse to eat at three in the morning, I don’t." He
laughed. "I’m going to gain a ton of weight if I pick up these
habits."

"How do you think I feel?" I
rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, but you're carrying my
babies. It’s unbelievably hot." He wiggled his eyebrows and kissed the
side of my mouth as I chewed my last bite.

I rolled my eyes, again. "Yeah,
okay."

"You think I'm lying?" He stood
extremely still.

Shrugging, I placed the plate and knife
into the sink. Then his whole body pressed against my back. "Does this
feel like I'm lying to you?"

He put his hands on either side of me, pressing
against me further. His cock, long and hard against my lower back, sent my body
straight into horny pregnant girl mode. My breathing caught in my throat.

"Okay, I get your point." My
words came out in a breathy puff.

"Hmm…you sound a little shaky,
Lilli. Are you feeling okay?" The smugness in his voice made me want to
rebel against the needy creature he turned me into.

"I’m fine. I think I should get
back to bed." I stepped to move out of his arms, but his hands came to my
hips, stopping me.

With a shift of his hips, he pressed
against me harder.

"Aidan…" I warned.

"What’s the matter?" He
chuckled in a husky voice before leaning forward and lightly biting the back of
my neck.

"You are messing with a hormonally
crazed woman."

"Mmmm…does that mean you’re ready
to be my midnight snack?" The purring of his voice brought me to the edge
of my restraint.

"Uhng." I panted with the next
press of his hips. "Seriously, Aiden—"

"I am
completely
serious." He growled as my robe was yanked up to my hips.

When his hands touched my bare hips, I
wiggled my ass against him. He grabbed my hands, putting them on the countertop
in front of me.

"Hold on." He whispered, sliding
his hands up my arms, over my shoulders and down my back until they rested on
my bare hips once more.

Soon, the bare, swollen tip of his
length slipped between my thighs. Tilting my hips back, he found my wet
entrance and submerged completely inside.

"Lilli." My name mixed with
the rumbling from deep within his chest. He pulled out and pushed into me, over
and over, hard and fast, slow and precise, again and again.

"Oh, Aidan." I panted,
gripping the countertop until my knuckles turned white. It wasn’t going to take
long for him to send me over the edge.

"Fuck, Lilli!" He attacked the
back of neck with his lips. His hands gripped tightly to my hips as I came
around him, my walls constricting tightly. After a few more thrusts, he
followed me over.

My wobbly legs barely held me up. Aidan
chuckled, picked me up and carried me back to bed.

The next few days went by quickly. Aidan
went to work and I spent most of my time doing things for the foundation. No
matter what, we were home at night, where we would curl up after amazing sex.

Friday arrived and, in the afternoon,
Viola arrived to pick me up for lunch and maternity shopping. Excited to see
Elora, who I had only spoken to briefly on the phone, I agreed to this shopping
trip.

"Good afternoon." Viola kissed
Elora on her cheek as we met them at the restaurant.

Elora was glowing, pregnancy suited her
beautifully.

"How are you feeling?" I asked
as we hugged.

She patted her stomach.

"Oh, you know…fat, tired, hungry…all
of that fun stuff." She giggled.

"Oh, Lilli, dear! Good afternoon. How
are you feeling?" Aunt Anne pushed past Elora with open arms. 

"I…I’m good." I stuttered, looking
at Viola who rolled her eyes.

"That's so wonderful to hear."
She smiled brightly. "Why don’t you sit here?" She motioned to the
head of the table where Elora had been sitting.

Her ass kissing, over the top niceness
was freaking me out.  But, then it all fell into place. This snobby bitch was
pushing Elora aside because I'm pregnant with the Iverson heir!

Oh, fuck that!

"I believe Elora was sitting
there." Turning to Elora, I motioned for her to take her seat. She smiled
warmly. Turning back to Anne, I glared, hoping it conveyed just how pissed I
was at her behavior.

"I think I'll sit with Viola."
Smiling, I took the seat between Elora and Vi.

After sitting, Viola leaned over and whispered
in my ear.

"Calm down." She giggled
quietly. "You know how she is."

"So, what? Now she likes me just
because I'm pregnant?" I hissed.

"Of course, you are keeping her rich
and snobby." Viola giggled. I couldn't help but laugh.

"How are you feeling?" Elora
looked at me. "You are almost my size already." She placed her hand
on my stomach.

"Gee, thanks!" I wrinkled my
nose. "I guess with two I should’ve expected to get big faster, but I just
didn’t think about it." Shrugging, I rubbed my stomach absentmindedly.

"You look great." Elora
smiled, picking up her menu.

"She looks gorgeous." Anne
exclaimed. I wanted to grab a straw and use her head as a spitball target.

While waiting for our food to arrive,
Elora and I began discussing our pregnancies.

"Are you going to do Lamaze?"
Elora looked at me, hopeful.

"Um...I don't know. I guess I
hadn't thought about that yet." I sipped my water.

"That’s ok. I keep forgetting that
I’m further along. Either way, I am signing up for classes." She smiled
warmly, "you should come too."

"Hmm...maybe. But, Aidan is always
so busy. I don't think that he would be able to always find the time for
it."

"What?" Viola interjected.
"You tell him he better find the time!"

I laughed. "He's a busy guy, Viola,
you know that."

Viola shook her head.

"No. He better not be too busy for
his wife and children. Ever."

I surrendered, placing my hands in front
of me, palms forward.

"Okay, okay, I'll talk to
him." I giggled.

"Good." Viola gave a firm nod.

"Perfect!" Elora beamed.
"I'll send you all the information!" Elora was on cloud nine for the
rest of lunch.

Once we finished lunch, we were off to a
couple of maternity boutiques. Viola was adamant on getting an entire maternity
wardrobe in one day of shopping. Thankfully, I got to use my pregnancy as an
excuse to sit in comfortable chairs most of the time. I even gave Elora a
high-five a couple of times at our ability to lounge around.

At the end of the day, I was definitely
going to have more than just one wardrobe of new clothes. Phoebe would be
thrilled.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Aidan

"So, Albert, can you please explain
to me why your daughter would drug my wife?" I was glaring at Doctor
Johnson. I wanted fucking answers.

"Aidan, I assure you that I did
not, do not, know anything about the drugging of your wife. I don’t believe
that Becca would…" I tossed the file on the desk in front of him to show
him the evidence that proves it was Becca. He looked through the papers and
horror seemed to fill his face.

"I think you should answer my
cousin." James was leaning on the back of the doctor’s chair.

He shook his head.

"I can’t believe that she would do
this." his words were hushed and pained. I started to realize that he may
not have been a part of this.

"I swear to you that I had nothing
to do with…” A sob came from his chest. “Aidan, I haven’t been able to get in
touch with Becca for a week now." He looked at me terrified. "You
don’t think that something has happened to her, do you? I mean, she had to be
caught up with someone or in something bad for her to do such a thing as
this!"

I looked at James. For a moment, he
looked tense and nervous but quickly shook it off.

"Doctor, I think that you’re
lying!" James spit out at him.

"I’m not! I would never, ever do
this. Especially, not to your family!" The doctor slammed the papers down
onto the desk. "You are like family to me, I would never betray my family
in such a fashion!"

I sighed heavily and pinched the bridge
of my nose.

"Okay." I growled out.

"What?" James exclaimed.
"You can’t honestly believe that he didn’t…"

"James, I don’t think the doctor
knew anything about it. He has been very loyal to our family."

"You can’t be serious! He’s lying!
He is fucking acting, Aidan!" James was shouting now.

"Calm down." I growled out at
him. "I didn’t say that it was resolved. I just feel like we’ve  hit a
dead end." I turned to the doctor. "If you hear from your daughter, I
want to know immediately. Do you understand?"

He nodded.

"You can go."

"Aidan." James shouted as the
doctor hurried from the office.

"James, did you see his face? He
had no idea what his daughter had done." I sagged heavily into my leather
office chair, sighing loudly. "I still don’t understand the motivation for
Becca. Someone else had to be involved."

"It was her fucking father."
James snapped.

"No, I don’t believe that it was.
But, if I find out that it was, I will deal with that when the time
comes." I took a deep breath, trying to relax.

"How’s Elora feeling?" I
asked, hoping the change in subject would help to clear my thoughts. 

James sat down heavily in the chair that
the doctor had vacated.

"Seriously?"

"I need to think of something else.
You don’t have to answer." I put my head back against my chair and closed
my eyes.

"She's good." He spit with a
little less venom.

"That’s good to hear."

"How is Lilli? Has she gotten any
better about being pregnant?" James leaned forward on the desk.

I sighed.

"A little. She still seems to be
slightly distant from the pregnancy. She doesn’t feel like she’s connected to
it like most women." I shrugged.

"Well, you have to admit that the
increased sexual appetite is an awesome side effect." James chuckled out
with a large grin. I smiled widely.

"I knew you would agree." He
laughed. "It’s fantastic. Elora was never a prude, but damn the woman is
insatiable now. Sometimes I feel like the girl who ‘has a headache’."

I laughed loudly at him and shook my
head.

"How are you holding up with
everything?" James smirked at me.

"I'm good. Is it frustrating for
you that you can't feel the movements of the baby?"

"Huh? I've felt the baby move.
Frankly it's a little creepy." He chuckled.

"When were you able to?" I
pressed.

James rubbed the back of his head.

"Hmm...I'm not sure when, but it
was after a few months, maybe five or six?" He shrugged.

"Oh." I sighed.

"I am guessing Lilli can feel
movement, but you can't." I nodded. "Ah. It will happen, just give it
some more time to get big enough, that's all." He stood up. "Come on,
let's get something to eat."

~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Lilli

"Phoebe, you know Viola wants your
help with the shower." I sighed. "I promise we'll set up something
this weekend to talk about it."

"Okay." Phoebe pouted.
"What ideas do you have for the shower? Do you know what Elora wants? We
need a theme."

"I don't know, but I'll try to find
out. Okay?"

"Okay." She conceded.

"Alright then, I have to go. Elora
will be here in a few minutes for Lamaze."

"You are doing Lamaze at your
house?"

"Yeah, Viola thought that having an
instructor come to the house would be more comfortable and I agree."

"But, I thought you said the Aidan
was at work?"

"Yeah, he is. I asked Dixon to come
over." I shrugged, even though she couldn't see my action.

"Aidan didn't mind?"

"I, um..."

"Lilli? You didn't tell him about
it?" Phoebe was angry.

"I, uh, tried to. He’s been working
late every night and I barely get to talk to him."

"Lilli..." The doorbell rang.

"I have to go. The Lamaze coach is
here." I quickly hung up with a sigh of relief.

As I got to the door, Jay was showing in
a tall, dark-skinned woman. I approached, slowly.

"Thank you." I heard the woman
speak to Jay then turn toward me. "You must be Mrs. Iverson?"