the vase completely. The beautiful piece bounced slightly on the floor before shattering into hundreds of tiny pieces of glass; making me squeal in shock and choke from the noise and Adrian swear under his breath.
“I’ll clean it! At least now I don’t have to throw it out in one piece.” He chuckled, before stopping abruptly once he noticed my angered glare. “I mean… Are you okay, my most beautiful pregnant wife?”
“Most beautiful? Do you have other pregnant wives that aren’t as ‘beautiful’ as I am?” I question, my eyes narrowing even further.
“No other woman has your face or body – even after being a whale for nine months for the past 5 years – which you’re not right now because carrying my child is your best feature – I mean, along with your other features and MARIA! HEY, EMILY NEEDS YOU TO COME CLEAN UP THIS GLASS BECAUSE SHE CAN’T BEND OVER!” Adrian called out, avoiding eye contact completely.
The doorbell rang as soon as his voice died down, making him look up at me. “Oh would you look at that? They’re here and don’t you miss Amy? I think you should be angry with her and just remember how I grow more in love with you as the days pass by and you grow older.” Adrian cringed, before realising what he said. “I mean not that you look any older. You still look sexy,” he clarified, before pulling me in for a kiss.
“You’re scary when you’re pregnancy mood swings fall into play – Oh that was the doorbell. I’LL GET IT!” He called out to no one in particular before running off.
I rolled my eyes just as Maria walked into the backroom with a dustpan and broomstick. “I’m so sorry Maria, let me do it.”
“No Emily! You’re pregnant. Go pack your things and get ready to leave. I’ll take care of everything here,” she assured me, giving me a comforting pat on the shoulder.
“Hey bitc- whoa, Mason! Hey little guy, I didn’t see you there!” Amy squealed, laughing in a hysterical panic as she ruffled Mason’s hair and gave me a look of horror. “Are you ready to go?”
“Yes, I told Allen and Blake to take our shi- stuff to the car.” Adrian spoke up suddenly, also correcting himself and grinning down at Mason.
“You guys need a filter for your mouths,” I muttered, laughing.
“I’m pretty sure you don’t want a filter on my mouth Shortcake; it’d get in the way of… things.” He smirked, making his way towards me.
“Ha-ha.” I glared, just as he pulled me into his torso. My pregnant stomach got in the way of Adrian getting his way completely, but his tall frame still allowed him to bend down and place a kiss on my lips.
A groan suddenly sounded from behind us, and we both pulled away slight and faced Amy who was picking up Mason and giving a disgusted look. “Let’s go Mase, mom and dad don’t know how to keep their pants on around each other for more than 15 minutes!” She informed him in a sarcastic enthusiastic tone, before sending a glare over in our direction.
“Not true. They’re on when we’re asleep!” I argued, trying to hold back a grin.
Adrian smirked and shook his head. “Actually, that’s not true either because even when we aren’t having-”
“LEAVING!” Amy shouted, blocking Mason’s ears with her hands and speed walking out of the room.
“Finally,” Adrian grumbled, before turning back to me. “Now, where were we-”
“Hey Adrian, there’s a – oh. Am I interrupting something?” Allen asked, raising both eyebrows with an entertained grin.
“Yes, now fuck off,” Adrian snapped, growing annoyed at the interruptions.
Allen nodded. “See, I’d do that but-”
“But I don’t care. I’m pregnant and horny and want two minutes alone with my husband. Go away.” I scowled, losing my own patience.
Adrian turned back around to face me with an amused and impressed look. “Don’t let him stop you. Be horny away.” He smirked, bending back down slightly to kiss me.
“No, now I’m not in the mood. And fix your English. You’re from London for crying out loud! ‘Be horny away’?” I asked, giving him a disorientated look.
“Adrian Kingston. Cock blocked by grammar,” Allen announced, chuckling to himself.
“Fuck off.” Adrian scowled, flipping him off. “Wait! I know what will make you in the mood again!” Adrian grinned, before taking a step back away from me.
“Please do tell,” I mumbled sarcastically.
He glared in my direction before taking off his suit jacket and rolling up the sleeves