Serendipty. I just like how that sounds., chapter 4
-Recap-
We walked downstairs and Tre was awake eating our lucky charms on the couch watching cartoons.
"Hey Tre," I said.
He turned around and smiled.
"Sorry for interrupting you last night, but I had to take a dookie...how did you enjoy being Billie's dominated love slave last night Jewel?" he said laughing.
"How do you know?" I said blushing.
"Sweetie, all of Oakland knows, you are really loud," he replied.
Billie stared at me and said, "Told you, I knew you where going to wake him up."
I kissed him softly on the lips, "Sorry babe, you're just...amazing."
He blushed and hugged me tightly.
-End Of Recap-
The next two weeks where as normal as they usually are. I woke up and Billie arm's were tightly around my waist, I lifted his arms trying not to wake him up. I went to the bathroom and as I was brushing my teeth and I suddenly had the urge to throw up. I didn't think anything of it, I just figured I ate something that didn't agree with my stomach. But as I reached under the cabinet to refill the toilet paper thing, I saw my Kotex pads. My jaw dropped.. Uh-oh.
I ran out of the bathroom and checked the calendar that was on the wall.
I was four days late.
I looked at Billie who was still asleep.
I rushed over to the bed and nudged him, "Babe, wake up now."
He groaned and turned over.
"Wake up it's important."
"Argh, what is it babe? What time is it?" he said looking at me.
"Billie, I just threw up."
"Okay, what do you want a cookie?" he said smiling.
"No, this is serious. I'm late."
"Late? For what?" he said getting up.
"I mean...I'm late...for...well...you know," I said looking down.
"Oh. Well, how late are you?"
"Four days."
"Cool," he said grinning.
"No, it's not "cool", do you know what it means when girls are late," I said looking at him serious.
"Yeah, it means there might be a baby in there," he said touching my stomach and smiling.
"Yeah, you're not mad?" I said looking confused.
"No, of course not, I mean we are getting married soon, it'll be great to have a baby. I mean if there's one," he said kissing my cheeks.
"Go buy me a test," I said blushing.
"You want me to walk into a store and ask 'Can I have a pregnancy test, I think my girlfriend is knocked up?'" he said laughing.
"You don't have to say it like that. Please," I said smiling and making puppy dog eyes.
"I'll ask Tre, he'll go buy it no problem," he said kissing me.
"Fine, I'll call him. Chicken," I replied making the chicken noise.
He started tickling me and then stopped.
I got the phone and called Tre.
"Tre's palace of unconditional hardcore sex, can I take your order?"
"Tre, I need a favor."
"Do you want to know how to give a blowjob?"
"Um, no I got that covered. I need you to go buy me something."
"Yeah, what do you want?"
"A pregnancy test."
"Ooooh, fun! Billie knocked you up."
"I don't know for sure, but I'm late so there's a possibility."
"Yeah, okay, I'll buy one. Do you need anything else like dildo's or vibrators?"
"No, thank you. And thanks Tre. Billie is scared to buy one or else you wouldn't have to be doing this."
"It's cool. Bye. I'll be there in a few."
"'K bye."
I hung up the phone and laid back down next to Billie.
"He's going to buy one," I said softly.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just worried."
"Worried, why? Don't you want to have a baby?"
"Yes, of course I do, I just don't know if I'm ready, and I might not be a good mom. I mean I didn't exactly have the perfect example."
"Well, you're not your mom, and you're going to be a great mom. I promise," he said kissing me softly.
"Okay," I said.
We went downstairs and I made some breakfast. Me and Billie where sitting at the table and we heard a knock on the door, I stood up, but Tre already let himself in. Mike followed behind him.
"Tre, why do you bother knocking if you come in anyway?" Billie said.
"I don't know," Tre said. "Hey preggers," he said looking at me.
"I'm not sure yet. Don't jump to conclusions," I said taking the bag out of his hand.
"I'm not ever going to the store with this dumb ass again, we walked in the store, he started asking every person that walked by if they knew where the condoms and lubrication was because that "we" needed them. Fucking fag," Mike said.
I laughed and so did Billie.
"You know you liked it Mikey boy," Tre said pinching Mike's cheek.
"Fuck no, dude. You may not care that people think you're gay, but I do," he replied slapping his hand away.
"Come On Billie, let's get this over with," I said grabbing Billie's hand and led him upstairs.
"You can sound a little enthused about it babe," he said as we walking up the stairs.
"Sorry, I'm just nervous," I said kissing him softly.
"Well, don't be. Whatever happens, happens. I'll be here with you every step of the way."
"Okay."
"I love you"
"I love you too."
We walked in our room and I opened the box.
I read the directions out loud.
"I have to pee on a stick," I said laughing.
"I'd do it for you, but I don't think I'm pregnant," he said smiling.
"Okay, blue means positive, and pink means negative," I said.
"They could have gotten better colors," he said trying to make the mood better.
"Don't complain about the damn colors. I'll be right back," I said pecking his lips.
"Good luck, don't pee on yourself," he said laughing.
"Shut up," I said walking in the bathroom.
I did the whole procedure. And walked out of the bathroom.
"We have to wait 30 minutes," I said looking at him.
"Okay, let's go downstairs," he said grabbing my hand.
"'K."
We walked downstairs to find Mike and Tre arm wrestling. But they stopped as soon as they saw us.
"So, are we uncles?" Tre said smiling.
"We have to wait 30 minutes."
They next thirty minutes were slow. I looked at my watch.
"Okay. It's ready," I said breaking the silence that had started to become uncomfortable.
"GO CHECK IT!" Tre said.
Billie looked at me and I looked back at him.
"Go check Billie," I said, staring at him.
"No, you go," he said smiling.
"Please, go.," I replied.
"Nope," he said smirking.
"God, ya'll take forever, I can't stand it anymore, I want to know if I'm an Uncle. I'll go check," Tre said walking up the stairs.
"Okay, blue means yes, pink means no," I shouted to him.
"Yeah yeah whatever," he said.
Billie pulled me into a hug, and kissed me. I kissed back and couldn't help but smile.
Tre walked down the stairs with the test in his hand.
"Well..." Mike said staring at Tre.
"God Billie...you knocked her up," Tre said.
"It's positive?" I said grabbing it from his hands.
"It's blue. So I guess it is," Tre said.
"Sweet, ALRIGHT, I'm going to be a dad," Billie said hugging me.
"Yeah, and I'm going to be a mom," I said hugging him back.
"This means I'm going to be an 'Uncle Tre,'" he said proudly.
"No, Tre you're not going any where near our child," I said playfully.
He pouted for a second and then realized I was kidding.
Tre was already asking a lot of questions, like "Can the baby be named Tre Cool Jr." and "Can I be the godfather?" Course, the answers were no. Unless Billie wanted Tre to be the godfather, but there is definitely not going to be another Tre Cool around. Soon after Tre and Mike left which left me and Billie alone. Again.
We we're sitting on the couch, it was really quiet. I was happy, and I think Billie was happy, I just didn't want to mess up anything. I was having cold feet I guess you could say.
"Babe, don't worry about anything," Billie said stroking my cheek.
"I'm just scared Billie."
"Don't be, I'm going to be here all the way...well until the day comes when you're in labor, I'm not going to be in the room for that," he said smiling.
"And why is that Mr. Armstrong?"
"Because I know what happens in delivery rooms, girls always start saying how much they hate us because it's our fault they got pregnant, it's our fault they are in so much pain, you'll get all hormonal and make me feel like shit." He said laughing.
"I won't say I hate you...well I might, I just hope it's not painful. And it is all you're fault," I replied trying not to laugh.
"Well, it takes two to tango."
"Yeah, yeah whatever," I said kissing his cheek.
It was the day before Thanksgiving (Wednesday), I've known I was pregnant for about a month, and I still haven't told my mother, and Billie hasn't told his either. Tomorrow, me and Billie where going to have a big Thanksgiving dinner and invite our mothers over to tell them the news. Tre and his current girlfriend Claudia we're going to be joining us, so was Mike and his current girlfriend Brittney.
Me and Billie were down stairs getting everything ready for tomorrow's feast. I hated cooking, the smells were getting to me.
"Billie, I'm nervous about telling my mom," I said as I was putting the turkey in the oven.
"Don't be, I'll tell her. I mean if you want me to. I have to tell my mom too," he said.
"Can't we just tell them when I'm in labor?" I said half serious and half not.
"No, she's your mom. I'm sure she'll be happy for us."
"Yeah, she's going to be thrilled that her twenty year old daughter is pregnant, and the father is a rock star," I said sarcastically.
"Hey, I resent that remark," he said trying to sound serious, "Besides, your mom loves me."
"I know, I'll get Tre to tell her. He wouldn't mind breaking the news for me."
"You can't always count on Tre to get you out of things you don't want to do," he said staring at me.
"I can try," I smiled kissing his lips.
"It needs to come from you, well us," he said taking my hand.
"Okay okay okay."
After getting everything prepared that night, we went up to bed. I crawled into bed and Billie followed right behind me. Billie wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. My eyes we're about to close completely until I heard, "Jewel" and it was Billie.
"Yeah babe," I said trying not to sound annoyed.
"I'm horny," he replied.
"Congratulations," I said trying to forget the fact that he was trying to get me to have sex with him.
"Fine, if you don't help me with my problem, I'll help myself."
I instantly sat up knowing he was about to masturbate in the bed with me in it.
"Don't you dare," I said threatening him.
"What are you going to do about it?" he said teasing me.
"This." I then bent down kissing him passionately on the lips. He wrapped his arms around my waist, laying me back down, and he got on top of me and kissed my neck. He lifted my shirt, kissing my belly.
He then pulled away and said laughing, "I'm about to bang a pregnant woman."
"Well, enjoy yourself because in five months we can't have sex until after the baby is born, and the doctor says its okay."
"What? Are you fucking serious?" he said, looking a little sad.
"Yeah, I'm sorry babe," I said giggling.
"Does it say anything about oral?" he said with an evil smile.
"Perv," I replied.
He leaned into kiss me again. I loved his kisses, he's amazing. He slowly ran his fingers up my stomach, which made me quiver.
I'll let your dirty minds finish up the night I had.
The next morning I woke up and looked at the clock next to me, 11:30. Right next to the alarm clock was a rose. I smiled to myself, and then it snapped it was 11:30. Billie walked in the room right then.
"Morning beautiful. Happy Thanksgiving," he said kissing my lips.
"Morning? It's the afternoon, why didn't you wake me? I don't have much time to finish up what I need to do for this evening," I said.
"Relax, I took care of everything. Just chill out," he said smiling.
"Aw, thanks babe, that's so sweet, and thank you for the rose," I said pecking his lips.
"No problem, m'lady," he said giggling.
After I showered, well "we" showered. We got dressed, I wore a black dress that came up to about my knees, and I wore my hair back in a clip. I also wore black high heels.
I walked out of the room to see Billie.
"You clean up nicely," I said smiling and pecking his lips.
"Thank you. You look absolutely gorgeous, but you need to take those heels off, because now you're taller than me," he said pretending to pout.
"No, You're still taller than me, by like two inches, and thank you for the compliment," I said smiling.
We walked down stairs, and I saw the dining room table completely decorated, with everything on it.
"Wow, Billie, you did all this," I said in amazement and felt his for head, "are you feeling okay, babe?"
"Yeah, I did it for you," he said blushing a little.
"Thank you," I said pecking his cheek.
The doorbell rang , and once again Tre just walked in.
"Tre, next time don't even bother ringing the bell, it's not use," Billie said.
"Shut up, Mr. Grumpy-pants," Tre said, and then looked at me, "Hey Preggers."
"Hi Tre, and tonight keep quiet about it, I still haven't told my mom and neither has Billie. We are going to tell them tonight, I just don't want them finding out by you saying something stupid," I said warning him.
"Yeah, Yeah, whatever Preggers," he said laughing.
"Hi Claudia," I said hugging her, "how do you put up with him?"
"Hey Jewel," she said, "I don't know, I just don't know."
We all laughed.
Mike and Brittney came in a few minutes later.
"Hey Mike," I said hugging him and then Brittney. "Hey Brittney."
"Hi, Jewel, you look great," Mike said.
"It's only a month, I'm not even showing yet, But thanks," I said smiling.
Then the doorbell rang, I knew who it was...my mom.
"Tre will you...no scratch that, Billie go answer the door for my mother please," I said putting the last bit of food on the table.
"Sure, babe."
"Hi sweetie, how are you doing. Someone looks handsome," I heard my mom tell Billie.
"Thanks, I'm fine. Jewel's in the dining room," he said leading her to me.
"Hi mom," I said hugging her.
"Sweetie, you look beautiful."
"Thanks, Mom, you know Mike and Tre and these are their girlfriends, Brittney and Claudia."
They all said hi to each other, then Tre whispered in my ear, "Your mom's still a M-I-L-F!"
I slapped his arm but couldn't help but laugh.
Then Ollie came. I answered the door and was greeted with a hug.
"Sweetheart you look amazing," she said.
"Thanks Ollie, you look great too," I replied.
"Where's my little boy?" she asked.
"In the kitchen, entertaining the guests," I said smiling.
"Hi mom," Billie said hugging her.
"Hey sweetie, you look handsome," she said admiring her son.
"Thanks," he said.
We all gathered around the table and ate our feasts. Everyone was complementing us on the cooking, and the decorations. I had to tell the truth, and tell them Billie did most of the work. Which none of them believed.
Billie then whispered in my ear, "Let's tell them now, I can't keep it in anymore."
"Okay," I whispered back.
Billie then stood up, helping me up as well, Billie started, "Um, Mom, Kathy, we have some news."
I nodded my head, and Billie's arms were wrapped around my waist.
"We're pregnant," he said.
Ollie immediately got up, hugged us, and congratulated us. After it sunk in my moms head, she did the same.
"We are going to be grandma's Kathy," Ollie said hugging my mother.
"I know, I can't believe it," my mom said back.
That went well.
Then, Tre being Tre, he said, "Billie, why did you say "we" are pregnant, I think Jewel's the only one pregnant here."
"Shut up, moron, you know what I meant."
We walked downstairs and Tre was awake eating our lucky charms on the couch watching cartoons.
"Hey Tre," I said.
He turned around and smiled.
"Sorry for interrupting you last night, but I had to take a dookie...how did you enjoy being Billie's dominated love slave last night Jewel?" he said laughing.
"How do you know?" I said blushing.
"Sweetie, all of Oakland knows, you are really loud," he replied.
Billie stared at me and said, "Told you, I knew you where going to wake him up."
I kissed him softly on the lips, "Sorry babe, you're just...amazing."
He blushed and hugged me tightly.
-End Of Recap-
The next two weeks where as normal as they usually are. I woke up and Billie arm's were tightly around my waist, I lifted his arms trying not to wake him up. I went to the bathroom and as I was brushing my teeth and I suddenly had the urge to throw up. I didn't think anything of it, I just figured I ate something that didn't agree with my stomach. But as I reached under the cabinet to refill the toilet paper thing, I saw my Kotex pads. My jaw dropped.. Uh-oh.
I ran out of the bathroom and checked the calendar that was on the wall.
I was four days late.
I looked at Billie who was still asleep.
I rushed over to the bed and nudged him, "Babe, wake up now."
He groaned and turned over.
"Wake up it's important."
"Argh, what is it babe? What time is it?" he said looking at me.
"Billie, I just threw up."
"Okay, what do you want a cookie?" he said smiling.
"No, this is serious. I'm late."
"Late? For what?" he said getting up.
"I mean...I'm late...for...well...you know," I said looking down.
"Oh. Well, how late are you?"
"Four days."
"Cool," he said grinning.
"No, it's not "cool", do you know what it means when girls are late," I said looking at him serious.
"Yeah, it means there might be a baby in there," he said touching my stomach and smiling.
"Yeah, you're not mad?" I said looking confused.
"No, of course not, I mean we are getting married soon, it'll be great to have a baby. I mean if there's one," he said kissing my cheeks.
"Go buy me a test," I said blushing.
"You want me to walk into a store and ask 'Can I have a pregnancy test, I think my girlfriend is knocked up?'" he said laughing.
"You don't have to say it like that. Please," I said smiling and making puppy dog eyes.
"I'll ask Tre, he'll go buy it no problem," he said kissing me.
"Fine, I'll call him. Chicken," I replied making the chicken noise.
He started tickling me and then stopped.
I got the phone and called Tre.
"Tre's palace of unconditional hardcore sex, can I take your order?"
"Tre, I need a favor."
"Do you want to know how to give a blowjob?"
"Um, no I got that covered. I need you to go buy me something."
"Yeah, what do you want?"
"A pregnancy test."
"Ooooh, fun! Billie knocked you up."
"I don't know for sure, but I'm late so there's a possibility."
"Yeah, okay, I'll buy one. Do you need anything else like dildo's or vibrators?"
"No, thank you. And thanks Tre. Billie is scared to buy one or else you wouldn't have to be doing this."
"It's cool. Bye. I'll be there in a few."
"'K bye."
I hung up the phone and laid back down next to Billie.
"He's going to buy one," I said softly.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just worried."
"Worried, why? Don't you want to have a baby?"
"Yes, of course I do, I just don't know if I'm ready, and I might not be a good mom. I mean I didn't exactly have the perfect example."
"Well, you're not your mom, and you're going to be a great mom. I promise," he said kissing me softly.
"Okay," I said.
We went downstairs and I made some breakfast. Me and Billie where sitting at the table and we heard a knock on the door, I stood up, but Tre already let himself in. Mike followed behind him.
"Tre, why do you bother knocking if you come in anyway?" Billie said.
"I don't know," Tre said. "Hey preggers," he said looking at me.
"I'm not sure yet. Don't jump to conclusions," I said taking the bag out of his hand.
"I'm not ever going to the store with this dumb ass again, we walked in the store, he started asking every person that walked by if they knew where the condoms and lubrication was because that "we" needed them. Fucking fag," Mike said.
I laughed and so did Billie.
"You know you liked it Mikey boy," Tre said pinching Mike's cheek.
"Fuck no, dude. You may not care that people think you're gay, but I do," he replied slapping his hand away.
"Come On Billie, let's get this over with," I said grabbing Billie's hand and led him upstairs.
"You can sound a little enthused about it babe," he said as we walking up the stairs.
"Sorry, I'm just nervous," I said kissing him softly.
"Well, don't be. Whatever happens, happens. I'll be here with you every step of the way."
"Okay."
"I love you"
"I love you too."
We walked in our room and I opened the box.
I read the directions out loud.
"I have to pee on a stick," I said laughing.
"I'd do it for you, but I don't think I'm pregnant," he said smiling.
"Okay, blue means positive, and pink means negative," I said.
"They could have gotten better colors," he said trying to make the mood better.
"Don't complain about the damn colors. I'll be right back," I said pecking his lips.
"Good luck, don't pee on yourself," he said laughing.
"Shut up," I said walking in the bathroom.
I did the whole procedure. And walked out of the bathroom.
"We have to wait 30 minutes," I said looking at him.
"Okay, let's go downstairs," he said grabbing my hand.
"'K."
We walked downstairs to find Mike and Tre arm wrestling. But they stopped as soon as they saw us.
"So, are we uncles?" Tre said smiling.
"We have to wait 30 minutes."
They next thirty minutes were slow. I looked at my watch.
"Okay. It's ready," I said breaking the silence that had started to become uncomfortable.
"GO CHECK IT!" Tre said.
Billie looked at me and I looked back at him.
"Go check Billie," I said, staring at him.
"No, you go," he said smiling.
"Please, go.," I replied.
"Nope," he said smirking.
"God, ya'll take forever, I can't stand it anymore, I want to know if I'm an Uncle. I'll go check," Tre said walking up the stairs.
"Okay, blue means yes, pink means no," I shouted to him.
"Yeah yeah whatever," he said.
Billie pulled me into a hug, and kissed me. I kissed back and couldn't help but smile.
Tre walked down the stairs with the test in his hand.
"Well..." Mike said staring at Tre.
"God Billie...you knocked her up," Tre said.
"It's positive?" I said grabbing it from his hands.
"It's blue. So I guess it is," Tre said.
"Sweet, ALRIGHT, I'm going to be a dad," Billie said hugging me.
"Yeah, and I'm going to be a mom," I said hugging him back.
"This means I'm going to be an 'Uncle Tre,'" he said proudly.
"No, Tre you're not going any where near our child," I said playfully.
He pouted for a second and then realized I was kidding.
Tre was already asking a lot of questions, like "Can the baby be named Tre Cool Jr." and "Can I be the godfather?" Course, the answers were no. Unless Billie wanted Tre to be the godfather, but there is definitely not going to be another Tre Cool around. Soon after Tre and Mike left which left me and Billie alone. Again.
We we're sitting on the couch, it was really quiet. I was happy, and I think Billie was happy, I just didn't want to mess up anything. I was having cold feet I guess you could say.
"Babe, don't worry about anything," Billie said stroking my cheek.
"I'm just scared Billie."
"Don't be, I'm going to be here all the way...well until the day comes when you're in labor, I'm not going to be in the room for that," he said smiling.
"And why is that Mr. Armstrong?"
"Because I know what happens in delivery rooms, girls always start saying how much they hate us because it's our fault they got pregnant, it's our fault they are in so much pain, you'll get all hormonal and make me feel like shit." He said laughing.
"I won't say I hate you...well I might, I just hope it's not painful. And it is all you're fault," I replied trying not to laugh.
"Well, it takes two to tango."
"Yeah, yeah whatever," I said kissing his cheek.
It was the day before Thanksgiving (Wednesday), I've known I was pregnant for about a month, and I still haven't told my mother, and Billie hasn't told his either. Tomorrow, me and Billie where going to have a big Thanksgiving dinner and invite our mothers over to tell them the news. Tre and his current girlfriend Claudia we're going to be joining us, so was Mike and his current girlfriend Brittney.
Me and Billie were down stairs getting everything ready for tomorrow's feast. I hated cooking, the smells were getting to me.
"Billie, I'm nervous about telling my mom," I said as I was putting the turkey in the oven.
"Don't be, I'll tell her. I mean if you want me to. I have to tell my mom too," he said.
"Can't we just tell them when I'm in labor?" I said half serious and half not.
"No, she's your mom. I'm sure she'll be happy for us."
"Yeah, she's going to be thrilled that her twenty year old daughter is pregnant, and the father is a rock star," I said sarcastically.
"Hey, I resent that remark," he said trying to sound serious, "Besides, your mom loves me."
"I know, I'll get Tre to tell her. He wouldn't mind breaking the news for me."
"You can't always count on Tre to get you out of things you don't want to do," he said staring at me.
"I can try," I smiled kissing his lips.
"It needs to come from you, well us," he said taking my hand.
"Okay okay okay."
After getting everything prepared that night, we went up to bed. I crawled into bed and Billie followed right behind me. Billie wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. My eyes we're about to close completely until I heard, "Jewel" and it was Billie.
"Yeah babe," I said trying not to sound annoyed.
"I'm horny," he replied.
"Congratulations," I said trying to forget the fact that he was trying to get me to have sex with him.
"Fine, if you don't help me with my problem, I'll help myself."
I instantly sat up knowing he was about to masturbate in the bed with me in it.
"Don't you dare," I said threatening him.
"What are you going to do about it?" he said teasing me.
"This." I then bent down kissing him passionately on the lips. He wrapped his arms around my waist, laying me back down, and he got on top of me and kissed my neck. He lifted my shirt, kissing my belly.
He then pulled away and said laughing, "I'm about to bang a pregnant woman."
"Well, enjoy yourself because in five months we can't have sex until after the baby is born, and the doctor says its okay."
"What? Are you fucking serious?" he said, looking a little sad.
"Yeah, I'm sorry babe," I said giggling.
"Does it say anything about oral?" he said with an evil smile.
"Perv," I replied.
He leaned into kiss me again. I loved his kisses, he's amazing. He slowly ran his fingers up my stomach, which made me quiver.
I'll let your dirty minds finish up the night I had.
The next morning I woke up and looked at the clock next to me, 11:30. Right next to the alarm clock was a rose. I smiled to myself, and then it snapped it was 11:30. Billie walked in the room right then.
"Morning beautiful. Happy Thanksgiving," he said kissing my lips.
"Morning? It's the afternoon, why didn't you wake me? I don't have much time to finish up what I need to do for this evening," I said.
"Relax, I took care of everything. Just chill out," he said smiling.
"Aw, thanks babe, that's so sweet, and thank you for the rose," I said pecking his lips.
"No problem, m'lady," he said giggling.
After I showered, well "we" showered. We got dressed, I wore a black dress that came up to about my knees, and I wore my hair back in a clip. I also wore black high heels.
I walked out of the room to see Billie.
"You clean up nicely," I said smiling and pecking his lips.
"Thank you. You look absolutely gorgeous, but you need to take those heels off, because now you're taller than me," he said pretending to pout.
"No, You're still taller than me, by like two inches, and thank you for the compliment," I said smiling.
We walked down stairs, and I saw the dining room table completely decorated, with everything on it.
"Wow, Billie, you did all this," I said in amazement and felt his for head, "are you feeling okay, babe?"
"Yeah, I did it for you," he said blushing a little.
"Thank you," I said pecking his cheek.
The doorbell rang , and once again Tre just walked in.
"Tre, next time don't even bother ringing the bell, it's not use," Billie said.
"Shut up, Mr. Grumpy-pants," Tre said, and then looked at me, "Hey Preggers."
"Hi Tre, and tonight keep quiet about it, I still haven't told my mom and neither has Billie. We are going to tell them tonight, I just don't want them finding out by you saying something stupid," I said warning him.
"Yeah, Yeah, whatever Preggers," he said laughing.
"Hi Claudia," I said hugging her, "how do you put up with him?"
"Hey Jewel," she said, "I don't know, I just don't know."
We all laughed.
Mike and Brittney came in a few minutes later.
"Hey Mike," I said hugging him and then Brittney. "Hey Brittney."
"Hi, Jewel, you look great," Mike said.
"It's only a month, I'm not even showing yet, But thanks," I said smiling.
Then the doorbell rang, I knew who it was...my mom.
"Tre will you...no scratch that, Billie go answer the door for my mother please," I said putting the last bit of food on the table.
"Sure, babe."
"Hi sweetie, how are you doing. Someone looks handsome," I heard my mom tell Billie.
"Thanks, I'm fine. Jewel's in the dining room," he said leading her to me.
"Hi mom," I said hugging her.
"Sweetie, you look beautiful."
"Thanks, Mom, you know Mike and Tre and these are their girlfriends, Brittney and Claudia."
They all said hi to each other, then Tre whispered in my ear, "Your mom's still a M-I-L-F!"
I slapped his arm but couldn't help but laugh.
Then Ollie came. I answered the door and was greeted with a hug.
"Sweetheart you look amazing," she said.
"Thanks Ollie, you look great too," I replied.
"Where's my little boy?" she asked.
"In the kitchen, entertaining the guests," I said smiling.
"Hi mom," Billie said hugging her.
"Hey sweetie, you look handsome," she said admiring her son.
"Thanks," he said.
We all gathered around the table and ate our feasts. Everyone was complementing us on the cooking, and the decorations. I had to tell the truth, and tell them Billie did most of the work. Which none of them believed.
Billie then whispered in my ear, "Let's tell them now, I can't keep it in anymore."
"Okay," I whispered back.
Billie then stood up, helping me up as well, Billie started, "Um, Mom, Kathy, we have some news."
I nodded my head, and Billie's arms were wrapped around my waist.
"We're pregnant," he said.
Ollie immediately got up, hugged us, and congratulated us. After it sunk in my moms head, she did the same.
"We are going to be grandma's Kathy," Ollie said hugging my mother.
"I know, I can't believe it," my mom said back.
That went well.
Then, Tre being Tre, he said, "Billie, why did you say "we" are pregnant, I think Jewel's the only one pregnant here."
"Shut up, moron, you know what I meant."
