Hot Coffee (The Hollens)

Chapter 61 (Family)

Ethan's POV

She was huge, especially since she was almost two weeks overdue. The doctor had told me that if she

didn't give birth soon he'd have to induce her labor. I hadn't told Emma, I didn't want her to panic. But

she was officially a "cow", but she was a very sexy cow. I couldn't tell her that though, it would hurt her

feelings and make her cry. She was always so emotional. She literally cried at cartoons. I couldn't

understand it but the doctor said it was normal for pregnant women to act this way.

Then, there were times she was mad as hell. She couldn't stand the sight of me or even smell. I had to

take some clothes of mine to a guest room and sleep there for days, until she calmed down and came

back to her senses. All in all, I was blessed to have her and I was treating her like the queen she was. I

loved that young woman with every inch and beat of my heart. She was right here at my side, now and

forever.

I watched her sleeping so peacefully on her back. Her tummy was huge. I rested my palms and it and

immediately felt them kicking as if they were playing soccer. A big smile crossed my face. At anytime,

any day, any hour, I would meet those two in there. I already vowed to be the father my dad never was

to me. I would love my kids and protect them to the best of my abilities. Hell, I would have heads if

anyone harmed them.

I couldn't help but remember the first baby we'd lost the year before. God had blessed us with two this

time. So maybe she didn't actually lose the baby after all, maybe the baby came back as the other's

twin. Call me crazy, I know, but I was at peace with how my life had changed and would continue to

change.

I had taken a leave from the company. My new COO, Larry Dunne, a brilliant and educated man, was

left in charge in my absence. I wanted to be closer to Emma when her water broke. I wanted to be the

one in the room with her. I wanted to be the one who saw the babies first. I was anxious. It had just

become July and her birthday was closing in along with our one year engagement anniversary.

"Hi," she said softly, opening her eyes and looking at me.

"Hi, how are you feeling?"

She had been having terrible back pain due to the pregnancy. I'd stayed up last night rubbing her back.

"I can't wait to drop this load," she said, trying to get out of bed; I assisted her. She was rolling like a

ball.

I took her bedroom slippers from underneath the bed and placed them on her feet since she couldn't

bend and all. I help her to the bathroom, supporting her back and taking slow steps.

"Thanks for doing this," she said as she washed her hands.

"Baby, are you kidding me? It's my pleasure to do these things for you."

"Here then," she said, and handed me a razor.

I had done it before so I knew exactly what to do and I didn't mind. I got the high and low areas for her

then we took our shower together.

"You're so sexy in the shower."

We hadn't had sex in a while.

She was too big and bruised easily. I didn't enjoy hurting her just to pleasure myself so I refrained,

waiting until it was perfect again. Of course, she had packed on some pounds; she gained a bigger,

rounder booty and fuller bust. The babies would have to share those with me because those things

were tempting my mouth. She was perfect. She was perfect in the beginning, but not like this. I was

more attracted to her like this.

"So, babe, I've been thinking we could finally have the wedding once the twins are one."

"No. Why so long?" I wished we could get married right away but she wanted the twins to be in our

wedding pictures instead of hiding in the womb.

"Because at least at that age they'll be more developed."

"Another year is too long baby. I want us to get married sooner than that. I've called you my fiancee for

almost a year now so it's about time I call you my wife."

"Okay, I understand. We'll do it in the next six months. Wait, that's December right?"

"Yeah."

"The day after Christmas would be perfect! I always dreamed of getting married the day after

Christmas."

"Okay. The day after Christmas it is."

"I love you!" she said excitedly and moved in to kiss me, but her stomach pushed me out of the way.

"I'm so sorry."She put her hands over her mouth to stop the laughter.

"You're planning on killing me. I can see that already."

"No. Not me. The kids."

I turned off the shower and I wrapped her with my towel. She was doing the same but I was certain I

could still hear water running.

"Babe..." she began.

I peered to the knobs of the shower.

"Babe, it's not the shower. It's me."

Those words moved like lightening to my ears. I took her out of the shower and threw a large dress

over her, covering her body/ A wheelchair had been waiting in the bedroom since the end of June. She

sat it in, groaning. I moved her to the elevator down and into the medical room, calling for the on-call

doctor and nurse, who had been occupying the guest rooms downstairs since her due date, about two

weeks ago, waiting for this very moment.

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"Deep breaths Emma. Deep. On three, I want you to push. Okay?" the doctor instructed.

I was right next to her, wiping the sweat from her face.

"Okay. Now push!"

"AAARRRRRGGGHHHHH!"

"Another one. You can do it, Emma. Push!"

"ARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!"

"Emma, I need you to push harder; the baby is crowning now. This is it. I want you to push Emma.

Pussshhh!"

"AAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGH!"

Tiny cries filled the room.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

"It's a boy," the doctor said.

"Ethan!" Emma screamed, digging her nails into my hand.

I flinched at the pain but I held onto her. "Okay baby. Just one more. Push again."

"PUSH!" the doctor said.

"ARRRRGGGGGGGHHHHH!"

More tiny cries filled the room.

"Excellent job, Emma," said the doctor. "It's a girl. Okay, Ethan, you may wanna leave the room just for

a bit. We'll call you back in when they've been cleaned and we've made sure there were no

complications."

I kissed Emma on the forehead. "Great job, baby. I love you."

I stepped out and went to find Halley. I didn't have to look for her long, she was already waiting

anxiously in living room.

"Hey. She's given birth to the twins."

"Congratulations!" she screamed and threw her arms around me.

"Um, Emma and I had been meaning to ask if you'd be the godmother."

Tears welled up in her eyes and she nodded yes. She was too excited and happy to speak.

I smiled at her and hugged her. "You can tell the others."

"Okay," she said, wiping her tears away.

"Mr. Hollen. Your babies." The doctor handed me two sleeping faces, each wrapped up in a baby

blanket.

They looked like me with jet black hair, but a natural tanned complexion, which was understandable

because of their mom's coffee complexion.

I was overwhelmed with joy, happiness, glee, and cheerfulness. I wanted to run up a mountain and

scream "I'm a father!" at the top of my lungs.

I kissed their little faces and went back to Emma, Evan and Emily in my arms.