Redeeming Kyle: 69 Bottles #3 (36 page)

“You’re all set.”
 

“Shoes?”
 

“Nope. Just as you are.”
 

“Okay then.”
 

“Are you ready?”
 

“Absolutely.”
 

We leave the room and go back into the studio. The background has been changed to a light blue.
 

“Hey Addison, wow, you look amazing,” Elli, the photographer says. “We’re gonna take a couple pictures of just you while Liz gets the guys.”
 

“Okay. I step onto the mat and Elli sets out to pose me. I’m standing sideways with my hands resting below my bump.
 

“Arch your back,” she says and I do. “Lean your head back a little, but keep looking at me.” I do. “Perfect, hold that.” Her camera starts going nuts. “Smile for me.” I smile and she takes some more pictures. “Okay, keep your pose but look down at your babies,” she guides and I do. Her camera goes nuts and I can see her moving into different positions, different angles, up high, down low. Then she comes to stand in front of me and crouches down. Looking up at me she starts snapping more pictures. “Less smile.” she says and I do my best to lighten up my smile. “Perfect.” She snaps away.
 

“Okay, go ahead and kneel for me.” I do, “now sit back on your feet.” I sit down, “okay, take back the same pose looking at your babies.” She is standing over me, snapping pictures downward. “Hold your babies,” she says and I put one hand up top and one below. “Beautiful,” she says and snaps away. “Can you stay like that?”
 

“Yes.”
 

“Okay.” She moves around and I feel someone come up behind me and I feel one hand, then another on my shoulder. “Alright guys, look at your girl.” She snaps away. My skin is electric with their touches on me. “Put your hands under again, Addison.” I do and she snaps some more. “Kyle, why don’t you stand in front of her. Talon, stay where you are.” Kyle stands in front of me and my line of vision is greeted to black slacks and very sexy dress shoes. “Kyle, hold your right hand out. Addison, take his hand, but leave your other one where it’s at.” I do, “now look up at Kyle.” I look up slowly and I hear clicking of the camera as Elli captures my slow visual orgasm as I take in Kyle’s black suit. When I reach his chest, he is in a full tux with a purple vest.
 

A huge smile spreads across my face. He’s freshly shaven and looking sexy as hell. Our eyes lock and Elli goes crazy with pictures. “Addison, stay put. Talon and Kyle, switch places.”
 

Kyle kisses my hand before letting me go and handing me over to Talon, and Elli’s camera is going crazy. I look up at Talon, and hiss through my teeth. “My god,” I breathe and Elli continues taking pictures. Talon is dressed in the same tux as Kyle, with matching vest and tie. It wouldn’t be a shock except Talon never wears anything but jeans, t-shirts and his leather vests.
 

“I know he’s sexy as hell, Addison, but can you relax a little?” Elli says with a laugh. Kyle’s hand is now resting on my shoulder and Talon is standing before me, looking down on me. Elli takes a few dozen pictures. “Okay, Talon, take a knee. Kyle, help Addison stand up.”
 

He leans down and helps me up and Talon takes a knee. Looking up at me. Kyle wraps his arms around me, putting his hands under my pouch. “Addison, take Talon’s hand.” I do and Talon’s eyes are full of emotion as he looks up at me. “Kyle, kiss Addison.” He kisses my hair while we hold the pose. Elli takes several pictures. “Okay Talon, let’s say hi to your babies.” He slides closer to me and releases my hand. Both of his hands come gently to my belly and Elli takes several pictures. “Okay Kyle, look over her left shoulder down at Talon and your babies. Addison put your head back on Kyle’s shoulder.” I do and then I feel Talon’s lips against my belly and the camera flies. “Addison, reach back with your right hand and grab hold of Kyle’s pant leg.” I do, taking away a lot of activity along my stomach. “Perfect. Hold that.” Elli takes several pictures like this. Then Talon pulls back from kissing my belly and Kyle cups his cheek.
 

Elli continues snapping picture after picture. The guys trade places and we repeat the process. Then both men are kneeling in front of me, with their backs to Elli and I’m facing the camera. Elli moves around from one side to the other snapping pictures, then when she’s behind the guys, they both hold up their hands and I take them.
 

“Addison Lynae Beltrand,” Talon says. “I promise to cherish you, love you, hold you and take care of you for the rest of our lives. You mean more to me than anything in this world.”
 

Tears start sliding down my cheeks.
 

“Addison Lynae Beltrand,” Kyle says, “I have never felt more complete than when I’m in your arms. I promise to love you, honor you, care for you, and be your rock.”
 

More tears as they talk to me. Elli’s camera hasn’t stopped flashing. The guys shift, reaching into their pockets and I want to cover my mouth, but I can’t because they won’t let me go. Tears streak down my face and drop onto the floor.
 

Together they say, “With these promises we, Talon and Kyle, ask you to be our partner, our lover and our wife, will you marry us?”
 

“Oh my god,” I breathe and Elli is going crazy with the camera. I can hardly breathe. A million and one things are flying through my mind, but the only resounding thing comes from my lips, “Yes!” I say and they both light up, releasing my hands, I bring them to my face. Trying to wipe away the flood of tears and they open up their boxes and hold them up to me. There is a lot of applause, cheering and whooping, but I can’t look up.
 

In Talon’s hands there is a silver ring inlayed with stones. At first I think it’s crooked, but the stone is off center.
 

Then Kyle opens his. It’s a matching ring and the stone is off center opposite Talon’s. They both pull them free and Talon reaches for my left hand. I give it to him and he slides the ring onto my finger, a perfect fit. He kisses the ring before handing my hand to Kyle, who slides his ring on and they click together, both stones creating a circle on my finger. He kisses my rings. “It’s beautiful.”
 

“Not as beautiful as you,” they both say together and I laugh cry.
 

“Get up here,” I tell them and they stand, wrapping their arms around me.

Elli continues snapping pictures as Kyle, Talon and I become raw and animated. While they shed their jackets, I am hugged and congratulated. When Cami comes up to me, “you knew all about this, didn’t you?”
 

She smiles wide and nods wildly. “I set up the photo shoot for the three of you. The guys did the rest.”
 

“Well, thank you.”
 

“You deserve to be happy. They love you so much.” She hugs me again.
 

I’m not sure what was hotter, Talon and Kyle in full on tuxedos or when they shed their jackets and roll up their sleeves. It was fucking hot and it took everything I had to not jump them right there in the studio.

The rest of our New York stay was action packed with studio time, concerts and air time for the band at many of the local news stations. Talon and I were able to record ‘To Be Free’ in five takes during our studio time. Monday and Tuesday were filled with media obligations. The band had scheduled appearances on the nationwide news shows and it was so much fun.
 

It took all of Monday before Talon spilled the proposal beans to the world. Though, at Kyle’s insistence, we limited the news to Talon and I. We have friends and family who wholeheartedly love and support our relationship, but the world might not see it that way.
 

When Wednesday rolled around, Kyle took my picture again and added it to the other two he’d taken. Gradually pants are becoming hard to button up. I went shopping with Raine and sent four more boxes of clothes back to my house in LA.
 

When we went back to the hospital, we were able to see both babies and their heartbeats. Everything is measuring perfectly. The guys cried, which of course means I cried too. It brought me great comfort to see that everything is going well with the twins and the raging morning sickness hasn’t let up. Oddly enough, I take comfort in it every morning.

Each night before falling asleep, the three of us made love and then they both would say good night to the babies before wrapping me in their arms.
 

We left New York for Washington DC, then headed south to Nashville and Greensboro. I continued to sing with Talon at every concert and my fan base has been growing. By the time we reached Florida, the band was tiring of being on the road. The looming vacation was a motivator in keeping everyone’s moods bolstered.

By the time we hit Atlanta, Dex and Raine were in a full on relationship and Dex, much to everyone’s surprise was faithful to a fault with her. I was happy to see it. Mouse and Peacock stayed close. I tried asking Peacock how things with Mouse were going and he’d just smile a wide, secret smile. We’ll see, I guess.
 

Talon, Kyle and I decided that the best way for us to marry was a handfasting ceremony. They both refused to marry me in a traditional setting since they said it wouldn’t be fair to the other one and three way marriage is in no way legal. We plan to have the ceremony this summer.
 

Once we’re back in LA for our break, I take care of some much needed and neglected things, like my overflowing bank account. I spent an entire day with a financial advisor discussing how best to invest my money. I paid off my house, paid off my mother’s house, and became completely debt free. It was a surreal experience.

At ten weeks and one day pregnant, the three of us walked into Dr. Paige’s office and she immediately fell in love with Kyle and Talon. We were able to hear their heartbeats for the first time. We had another ultrasound and for the first time, they really looked like babies. I started crying when I saw that their sacks had come together and they were touching butt to butt. Dr. Paige measured them and they’re both perfect. As for my growing pouch, it’s now officially a baby bump and my shirts are looser and my pants are pretty much all elastic waisted. I miss jeans. I refuse to buy maternity pants just yet.
 

The guys continue to worship me, my body and the panda cubs any chance they can get and I love every minute of it. Morning sickness has now turned into anytime sickness. Though two heaving sessions is usually my max in a day, I occasionally have days of three and four times. I’m quickly figuring out what foods I can and can’t eat.
 

Less than a week after our doctor’s appointment, we flew out of LA to Denver for the last two weeks of the tour. The west coast is a different animal when it comes to a crowd and we have a blast. Fatigue continues to be a problem for me, but Kyle has finally learned to go out with Talon and the guys from time to time and I love that. Though more often than not, they’re too busy worshipping me.
 

By the time we reach LA again, I’m twelve weeks along and slowly starting to feel better, with a little more energy. My bump continues to grow and my clothes continue to change. I’ll be so happy when we finally spill the beans to the world so that I can stop trying to hide the bump. With two shows left in the tour, the guys are tired and ready to be done. I have to agree with them. It will be nice to stay at home for about a week before I shove off to Nashville to record my duet with Bryan Hayes.
 

At thirteen weeks and two days, the news breaks that Talon and I are expecting, though we manage to keep the fact that it’s twins a secret. Kyle and Talon both come with me to Nashville along with Tori, Rusty, Beck and Mills who are now our regular security team and I couldn’t ask for a better group of people to be around all the time.
 

Talon bought us a house in LA that’s gorgeous with a massive master bedroom with a beautiful alcove for the babies to be in once they join our family and Talon has it furnished quickly. I sell my condo, one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do, but it didn’t make sense to keep it and I didn’t want to deal with being a landlord. I don’t bring much from my condo when I move into the house because we have all new furniture which includes a custom made bed that is bigger than king size. It’s great because some nights it’s hard to sleep surrounded by Kyle and Talon when my belly is getting so big and my body temperature runs a little warmer when I sleep.
 

We spent a week in Nashville while I recorded my duet with Bryan Hayes. From Nashville we headed to Kansas City. My mom was over the moon when I told her we were coming and able to stay for a week. She promptly took the week off from her job, hell bent on spending the week with the three of us and that makes me happy.
 

“Mom?”
 

“Yeah, sweetheart?”
 

“Will you move to LA with us?”