5 years later
Catherine Jones' POV
"Charlotte Wyatt Jones! What did I tell you about making a mess in the kitchen? Clean it up this instant!" I shouted when Joanna was laughing beside me.
"He reminds me of Wyatt a lot when he was Char's age," she said as she was making the dough for the biscuits that we will be doing for our family annual dinner. I was rubbing my temple as I don't know if I can do this right now. Not to mention, my back hurt like hell.
Knowing that I will never tell about my discomfort, Joanna urged me to sit. She knew my condition will only get worst if I did not take a sit here and there. I wanted to help but not when I was due at any moment.
"Where's Wyatt anyway?" She asked me as I was looking at the cookie dough. I felt like I wanted to eat them right now.
"He went to pick up my family at the airport. You know how it is," I said as I was rubbing my thighs before I was putting my hand on my swollen belly. I swear to God if it was not a boy anytime soon, Wyatt will keep getting me pregnant. Joanna smiled as she was knitting the dough into the smaller size for a cookie.
"I think I might take a nap," I said as I was rubbing my belly before Joanna urged me to, the front door was opened.
"Uncle Ben!" Charlotte exclaimed before Joanna was stiffed like aboard. I don't know what was going on between her and my brother but I can only say this.
Something smells fishy.
"Hey there, Charlotte!" Ben said before he picked up his niece and I smiled at him.
"Hey sis," he said before he turned to regard Joanna. He nodded curtly.
"Miss Jones,"
"Mr. Smith," Joanna replied before Ben was clearing his throat and he turned his attention to Charlotte, my 4 years old daughter.
"Do you want to see what present I got you this time?" He asked.
"Yeah!" She replied before I was standing up from my sitting.
"You will spoil her, you know," I said as I was kissing Ben's cheek as he kneeled so that I don't have to be on my tiptoe.
"So what? I don't have my children yet so I will spoil my niece until I can. And when this new one comes, I will spoil the child as well," Ben said before Joanna scoffed, mumbling about him being childish.
"Okay, let's go," Ben said before my parents came through the kitchen.
"Hi, mum. Hi, dad," I said as I went to hug them and I looked at Wyatt that was behind them from my father's shoulder.
"Sounds delish," my father said as he was eyeing the cookie. He has a sweet tooth, like me.
"I'm sure you that it will be done in 30 minutes," Joanna said as she smiled at my dad.
"Well, take as long as you need. We will be here all weekend," dad said before Joanna sighed. I went to Wyatt's side before he kissed me.
"Hey, I miss you," he said as I was smiling at him.
"I miss you too," I replied before I was looking at the kitchen and took in everything as I was unconsciously rubbing my belly.
"Are you okay? Do you need to sit down?" He asked as I was looking at him. He might not know it but he was the only man that I ever need and will ever want in my whole life. I shook my head as I was looking at his hands. They were rubbing my belly as well.
"I swear I can't wait for this to be over with," I groaned before he chuckled.
"Well, tell that to the baby,"
"I did. So many times," I said before we were sitting to have some food and I called for Ben and Charlotte as it was time for dinner.
The dinner affair was nice, short, and fun. Ben shared that he has managed the company while I was here, tending to my husband's affair. Joanna was quiet the whole time, she just smiled and nodded when people asked her questions.
Joanna has decided that she will be working under her cousin, who was my husband, Wyatt. I thought they were sister but when she explained that his parents died when he was young, her parents took their nephew to be one of them.
"It's a lonely world without people that you love," she said when I was sitting with her one night, sharing a port of brandy when I was not heavily pregnant at that time.
I don't know what she meant by that but I think it has to do with her not finding her mate yet. So, maybe she was feeling kind of lonely.
After my marriage to Wyatt, we moved to his ancestral home. It was a mansion, mind you, so we have this huge space that separated the guests' room and the master bedroom, where we intended to fully use it to our capacity.
"Argh! I loved it when you were inside me, my love," I said as Wyatt was kissing my shoulder from behind as well as he was pumping in and out of my core slowly, afraid that he will hurt the baby.
"And I love it when you call me that," he whispered huskily before I was dragging his hand to my needy nipple and he was working his magic on them. I moaned as he was pumping in and out of me. It was a torturous day as I was trying to control my urge to have him ravish me.
'You only need to ask,' his cate purred in my mind as I laughed. Wyatt grimaced before I turned to look at him.
"Will you do it?" I asked him as he was still playing with my erected nipples. He was scowling.
"You will not be putting ideas into my wife," he scowled to the cat spirit that was residing in his mind. I laughed before I kissed him on the lips fully.
"I love you, you know that right," I said as I was playing with his cheek. He smiled at me with his eyes glowing in the dark.
"I know the moment I laid my eyes on you in the streets when I was a hopeless little kitten," he said as I was ravishing his mouth as well as he was pumping in and out of me with urgency. I moaned before I was on my orgasm and then, my water broke.
"Fuck!" Wyatt shouted before I was gasping. Damn it, baby! You have to come when your parents were having a jolly good time.
"Stay here, I call for our doctor," Wyatt said as he kissed me on the head before I was nodding at him. Trying to make sure that I did not make the situation worst, I sit there with only the comforter to cover my naked body.
The doctor came and I was in labor for more than 8 hours since I did not know that I was carrying twins. A boy and a girl. I smiled as I looked at my babies' angelic face.
"A boy, finally," Wyatt whispered to my ear before I laughed.
"So, does this mean that you will keep your hands to yourself from now on?" I teased him. He looked at me before he smirked.
"With you, never," he said as he was cooing our daughter, Adele, and our son, Will. Nothing was happier than this.
~THE END~