Serendipty. I just like how that sounds., chapter 8
---February 18, 1993---
I opened my eyes slowly to get two green eyes staring back at me.
"Good morning, Mrs. Armstrong," Billie said, kissing me.
"Morning," I said with a smile.
"I can't believe I'm actually married," he said.
"Well, there's a divorce lawyer downtown that I know. He's really good, he gets the woman the majority of the mans earnings," I said with a smile.
"That's not what I meant. What I meant was, I can't believe someone would want to marry me. Let alone the girl of my dreams," he said.
"Oh, aren't you a charmer?" I said, "But tell me, was the girl of your dreams fat like me?"
"You're not fat. You're pregnant with my baby. I'd still choose you over everyone in the world," he said, kissing me.
"Thanks baby," I said. "You're so sweet."
"I love you," he said.
"I love you too," I said back.
"So, any thoughts on where you want the honeymoon?" he asked.
"Billie honeymoons cost money, and the trip only lasts a week or so. I don't want to spend money on something that will only last a few days," I said.
"Don't worry about the money. I have plenty of it," he said.
"I know, but-"
"No but's. Now where do you want to go?" he asked.
"I don't know. You choose," I said.
"Cancun?" he asked.
"I would have to wear a bathing suit. I'm too fat," I said.
He rolled his eyes. "If you say you're fat one more time, I swear..." he said.
"Fine, you're the one going to be walking on the beach with a pregnant woman by your side," I said.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," he replied, kissing me.
***March 27, 1993***
We left on honeymoon on March 19. So we were only gone about a week. The honeymoon went fantastic. It was really romantic. I looked completely humongous in my bikini, but Billie Joe didn't care. Cancun was gorgeous, and we were staying at an amazing beach house. The honeymoon was the honeymoon of my dreams. We just got home yesterday, because I have another doctors appointment. We are going to find out what sex our baby is.
It was about 8:30 when I woke up, and I decided to let Billie Joe sleep in, because the appointment wasn't until 12:00.
I went downstairs and made some breakfast. I was cooking the eggs when I felt two arms wrap around my waist and someone kissing my neck.
I smiled. "Morning," I said, turning around to kiss his lips.
"Morning baby," he said. "What smells so good?"
"Eggs and pancakes," I replied.
"Yum!" he said.
After breakfast we went upstairs to get ready.
We took a shower, and then got dressed.
"Come on, BJ, we got to go. It's already 11:30," I said, looking at him while he was putting his Converse on.
"Ok, I'm done," he said, standing up.
We were on our way to the doctor's office. We were sitting in the car when Billie out of the blue asked me:
"What do you want?" he asked.
"Huh?" I asked.
"A boy or a girl?" he asked.
"Oh, I don't know. A girl would be nice, but so would a boy," I said.
"Well, I want a boy," he said.
"Fine, then I want a girl," I said.
"Let's make a bet. If it's a boy we have sex 3 times tonight," he said, looking at me.
"Okay, and if it's a girl. We don't have sex for three weeks," I said, staring at him in the eye.
"Deal," he said, kissing me.
"You're going down," I said.
We laughed and pulled into the doctor's office and walked in.
We waited patiently until they called us.
"Mr. and Mrs. Armstrong," she said.
We stood up and followed her into a room.
"The doctor will be right with you," she said.
"Thanks," Billie and I said at the same time.
Five minutes later the doctor came in and ordered me to lay down on the bed.
It was the same doctor from last time, so the doctor allowed Billie to pull up my shirt.
He placed the gel on the equipment and rolled it around my belly.
Billie and I where staring at each other and smiling the entire time.
"Would you like to know their sex?" the doctor asked.
"Excuse me?" I said looking at him.
"Do you want to know the sex of your babies?" he asked again.
"Babies? As in two?" Billie asked dumbly.
"Yes. There's two children inside of your wife, sir," the doctor said.
"Cool. Babe, we are going to have twins," Billie said, kissing me.
"I heard. And yes, we would like to know," I said.
"A boy and a girl," the doctor said.
"Wow, thanks doc," I said.
"Yeah, thank you," Billie repeated.
"You're due date is July 10. So keep that in mind," the doctor said.
"We will, thank you," I said, getting up from the bed.
We walked out of the doctor's office, still in shock. (A good shock.)
When we got in the car and drove off, Billie broke the silence.
"I won the bet," he said, smiling.
"I half one, too so ha," I said back, sticking out my tongue.
"Wow, twins," Billie said, grinning.
"Yeah. Any names you like?" I asked.
"Well, for the boy I was thinking maybe Michael Frank," he replied.
I stared at him with my mouth open. "After Mike and Tre?" I said.
"Yeah, I mean they're my best friends. We've been through a lot together, you know? Why? You don't like it?" he said.
"Yeah, I do. It's a great name," I said.
"What about you? Any thoughts for the girl's name?" he asked.
"Chastity Marie," I said.
"Nice. I love it," he said.
I smiled.
I opened my eyes slowly to get two green eyes staring back at me.
"Good morning, Mrs. Armstrong," Billie said, kissing me.
"Morning," I said with a smile.
"I can't believe I'm actually married," he said.
"Well, there's a divorce lawyer downtown that I know. He's really good, he gets the woman the majority of the mans earnings," I said with a smile.
"That's not what I meant. What I meant was, I can't believe someone would want to marry me. Let alone the girl of my dreams," he said.
"Oh, aren't you a charmer?" I said, "But tell me, was the girl of your dreams fat like me?"
"You're not fat. You're pregnant with my baby. I'd still choose you over everyone in the world," he said, kissing me.
"Thanks baby," I said. "You're so sweet."
"I love you," he said.
"I love you too," I said back.
"So, any thoughts on where you want the honeymoon?" he asked.
"Billie honeymoons cost money, and the trip only lasts a week or so. I don't want to spend money on something that will only last a few days," I said.
"Don't worry about the money. I have plenty of it," he said.
"I know, but-"
"No but's. Now where do you want to go?" he asked.
"I don't know. You choose," I said.
"Cancun?" he asked.
"I would have to wear a bathing suit. I'm too fat," I said.
He rolled his eyes. "If you say you're fat one more time, I swear..." he said.
"Fine, you're the one going to be walking on the beach with a pregnant woman by your side," I said.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," he replied, kissing me.
***March 27, 1993***
We left on honeymoon on March 19. So we were only gone about a week. The honeymoon went fantastic. It was really romantic. I looked completely humongous in my bikini, but Billie Joe didn't care. Cancun was gorgeous, and we were staying at an amazing beach house. The honeymoon was the honeymoon of my dreams. We just got home yesterday, because I have another doctors appointment. We are going to find out what sex our baby is.
It was about 8:30 when I woke up, and I decided to let Billie Joe sleep in, because the appointment wasn't until 12:00.
I went downstairs and made some breakfast. I was cooking the eggs when I felt two arms wrap around my waist and someone kissing my neck.
I smiled. "Morning," I said, turning around to kiss his lips.
"Morning baby," he said. "What smells so good?"
"Eggs and pancakes," I replied.
"Yum!" he said.
After breakfast we went upstairs to get ready.
We took a shower, and then got dressed.
"Come on, BJ, we got to go. It's already 11:30," I said, looking at him while he was putting his Converse on.
"Ok, I'm done," he said, standing up.
We were on our way to the doctor's office. We were sitting in the car when Billie out of the blue asked me:
"What do you want?" he asked.
"Huh?" I asked.
"A boy or a girl?" he asked.
"Oh, I don't know. A girl would be nice, but so would a boy," I said.
"Well, I want a boy," he said.
"Fine, then I want a girl," I said.
"Let's make a bet. If it's a boy we have sex 3 times tonight," he said, looking at me.
"Okay, and if it's a girl. We don't have sex for three weeks," I said, staring at him in the eye.
"Deal," he said, kissing me.
"You're going down," I said.
We laughed and pulled into the doctor's office and walked in.
We waited patiently until they called us.
"Mr. and Mrs. Armstrong," she said.
We stood up and followed her into a room.
"The doctor will be right with you," she said.
"Thanks," Billie and I said at the same time.
Five minutes later the doctor came in and ordered me to lay down on the bed.
It was the same doctor from last time, so the doctor allowed Billie to pull up my shirt.
He placed the gel on the equipment and rolled it around my belly.
Billie and I where staring at each other and smiling the entire time.
"Would you like to know their sex?" the doctor asked.
"Excuse me?" I said looking at him.
"Do you want to know the sex of your babies?" he asked again.
"Babies? As in two?" Billie asked dumbly.
"Yes. There's two children inside of your wife, sir," the doctor said.
"Cool. Babe, we are going to have twins," Billie said, kissing me.
"I heard. And yes, we would like to know," I said.
"A boy and a girl," the doctor said.
"Wow, thanks doc," I said.
"Yeah, thank you," Billie repeated.
"You're due date is July 10. So keep that in mind," the doctor said.
"We will, thank you," I said, getting up from the bed.
We walked out of the doctor's office, still in shock. (A good shock.)
When we got in the car and drove off, Billie broke the silence.
"I won the bet," he said, smiling.
"I half one, too so ha," I said back, sticking out my tongue.
"Wow, twins," Billie said, grinning.
"Yeah. Any names you like?" I asked.
"Well, for the boy I was thinking maybe Michael Frank," he replied.
I stared at him with my mouth open. "After Mike and Tre?" I said.
"Yeah, I mean they're my best friends. We've been through a lot together, you know? Why? You don't like it?" he said.
"Yeah, I do. It's a great name," I said.
"What about you? Any thoughts for the girl's name?" he asked.
"Chastity Marie," I said.
"Nice. I love it," he said.
I smiled.
