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My eyes drift open. The warmth of our blanket covers my naked body, and I rub my eyes and sit up against the pillows.

“Good morning, darling. Happy New Years Day.” Eddie said softly as he opened the curtains from the balcony windows, shining the bright Florida sun into our room.

“Hey, good morning, love.” I said sluggishly, pulling the covers down.

The sun beamed onto my bump. “You are…so cute…” Eddie said, mesmerized.

“Thank you…I am probably looking like a mess, though…last night was crazy.”

“You look stunning, darling. Speaking of, perfect time to moisturize you.”

“Heh, okay.” I said, slowly opening up my arms wide in a stretch, closing my eyes which are still sleepy.

Out of my view, I hear him grab the oil from one of the drawers. He crawls onto the bed and sits comfortably next to my side, the sun illuminating his blue eyes.

“Here we go…” Eddie said, pulling down the blanket farther, past my mid-thigh.

I lay back in relaxation, and he pours some oil onto my chest and abdomen. He begins to slowly rub the oil into my soft breasts, I squirm and whimper quietly when he slides over each of my pink and tender teats. After rubbing the oil into my chest, he moves onto my tummy, which is shimmering from the sunlight and oil.

“Thank you…that feels so good.” I sigh.

“I am so glad, darling. You’re so silky smooth. I hope they feel calm and enjoy the belly rubs too.”

“I’m serious about this, but I heard massaging it in certain ways puts them to sleep.”

“Really? That is good to know. For the future, now we know what to do if they are being rowdy and need them to stop kicking.”

“That will be fun to try. The tiny kicks don’t bother me at all, yet. Probably won’t bother me when they are bigger, either. I don’t care what anyone says, I will love it, even if it hurts.”

“I love and admire your strength, darling. I chose a strong woman to be my bride. You are going to be such a great and strong mother, darling.”

“Thank you. I love you.”

“I love you too. So much.”

Time to figure out a plan, one Eddie shouldn’t know about. It’s been a bit since the confrontation with Damien. Eddie has since found another job with sewing, the pay being even more fruitful than before, the downside being it is just a few more minutes away than the first job. He hates even just a few more minutes away. A few more minutes from me and the girls makes him worried and anxious. He isn’t working a ton of hours since we are great financially, and he wants to spend all his time with me. I have to somehow slip away to do some research. Eddie’s always watching, which has never bothered me, if anything I find it highly attractive, but in this situation, I’d rather have him not watch.

“Oh.” I said, faking a groan. “I feel a little nauseous, I have to go to the restroom for a bit.”

His grin turned into a worried frown within seconds. “Oh god, I am so sorry, darling! Let me help you over there. Let me get you some clean clothes first. Stay right there, it will just take a second!”

He scrambled to the drawers to find me some comfy clothes. While he’s distracted, I grab my cell phone and hide it under my legs. He comes back and hands me the clothes, rubbing the side of my face like I am an injured dog. I start to quickly throw them on so he doesn’t notice my phone. I need him distracted again to slip it into my pockets…what now…?

“Oh, baby, I’ll be downstairs in a bit, could you get my herbal tea ready for me, it would make my day.” I asked.

“Of course, anything for you, my dearest. Are you going to be okay, are you sure?”

“Yep. Just need a few minutes…I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry, darling. I will get your breakfast ready immediately. Do you need help getting up?”

“I am okay, babe. Thank you.”

“Of course.” He kisses my head and looks into my eyes, then pulling himself out of the trance I give him to go downstairs and do what I asked.

Once the door to our bedroom shuts behind me, I quickly get up and put my phone in my pocket and head to the master bathroom. I sit on a seat in the bathroom and begin to search up Damien Roger’s information online. Trager recently helped me find his phone number without Eddie finding out. I type it into some sketchy websites I know that will lead me to more information.

There we are.

This will help me.

He is twenty-six, and lives alone. Has some drug charges from the past. Appears to be a recovered/recovering addict. Maybe that is why the shit Rick laced him with didn’t kill him like I’d hoped…

I have some different routes I can go with this. First option, which is the much more secretive option, is to stalk Damien on my own time, and kill him on my own time. This brings up the possibility of my health being harmed. Any altercations physically will be dangerous, especially now. I still have five more months to go, and I am already decently rounded, my balance is off, I am not as mobile or agile as I can be in this state. My second option is “frame” Damien to be worse than he is, and have Eddie be in support of slaying him, and if I try hard enough, he might end Damien himself. Second option seems better and more logical. It will be a lot easier to get him against Damien more than he already is. I still have to slip away and follow Damien, that is a must. I can’t sit here and commit to either plan without seeing who I am up against while he isn’t suspecting a thing. I scratch my hair as I ponder my thoughts. It is the perfect time to start to set up fake messages from Damien. It isn’t lying. It can’t be. This is for the benefit of our family, our future, and most importantly, our love. I would never lie to my husband.

I scribble down a fake letter from Damien onto a piece of paper on a sticky note that I found under the sink, in the cabin below.

I write:

Eddie.

I can’t take this anymore. You have been forged into a wannabe “husband”. If your blind eyes can’t see it already, it is ruining you. You are becoming soft. Weak. This dream of yours doesn’t matter. It should be with me, not that pathetic wife of yours. Those pathetic things growing inside her, too… it will be the end of you. She got pregnant to chain you down to this fleeting fantasy, you know it won’t work. They will turn out just like you. End it while they are still unripe. Or I will. It’s your choice.

-D

There we go. An untamable smile smears my face, I hold back my laughter. With this, Eddie will be fully and only mine. I can’t keep watching from the sidelines hoping Damien leaves town and forgets about everything by himself. He won’t forget. He’s stepped foot in our home. My home. I still question how he found us. Does he know Eddie’s past? Did he figure it out? Well, anyway, it won’t matter soon enough.

The only thing that matters is the love Eddie and I have, burning with a passion since the day he laid eyes on me.

~

“There you are, darling!” Eddie said, as he saw me enter the kitchen. “How are you feeling now, please tell me you are okay!”

I smile and slowly walk towards him, my arms open. I embrace him in a hug. “I am feeling a lot better. I missed you, even for like, five minutes.”

“Here.” He nudges me to look at my breakfast and tea on the island counter. “Made with love, for you. Of course, only eat it if you feel well enough, darling. I assure you it will not hurt my feelings if you can’t.”

I try to get into one of the high-up chairs at the island, but yet again Eddie sees this, and he lifts me up onto it.

“Thanks.” I chuckle, reaching for my tea mug.

He pets my tummy while I take a sip. “How are you baby girls doing?”

I look down at his hand. “They are as great as can be.”

I gaze into the living room which is connected to the kitchen, spotting Richard with his daily coffee relaxing in his chair, definitely with some shots of vodka in his drink. Arthur’s curled up on the couch, fiddling with the sleeves of his shirt.

I can’t deploy the note just yet. Once he is sleeping tonight would be a good time to hide it on the front door.

Eddie sits down next to me. “Darling, if you feel up to it, would you want to take a quick dip in the hot tub today? It will be good for you and the girls, just for a little bit.”

“Oh yes! I’ll have to bring out my swimsuits.”

Trager overheard from the other room and blurts out, “SWIMSUITS? Ohhoho am I gonna see your sweetheart in a bikini? Ehehehe. You got thongs?”

Eddie turns his head quickly to stare at Rick. “Richard, I swear, I have had it up to here with you lately.”

“Sorry, buddy. It's not my fault your wife is a hottie.”

“I am going to blind you with acid. Stop.”

I giggle over their bickering.

After finishing my breakfast, Eddie carries me into the family room and plops us down on the couch, me in his arms.

“Oh darling.” Eddie whispers into my ear. “I love our morning cuddles.”

“Me too.” I kiss his cheek.

Arthur fell asleep while curled up, he noticed nothing.

I feel the babies move again, slowly and softly, like a good morning hello to me. I smile and close my eyes. I want to cherish every second of this.

Eddie notices my pleasant face. “Darling?”

“The babies are waking up for the day. They feel wonderful. Speaking of…I’d love for you to make them some beautiful clothes.”

He snuggled me tighter. One hand around my shoulders, and the other rubbing the bump. “Amazing idea, I was going to surprise you with that idea today, actually, but you beat me to it, darling.”

“That is so sweet of you.” I kissed him.

“I can’t use the supplies that…whore…Damien….got me.” He growled. “The babies deserve better. I’ll run to my new office today and pick some more up, okay darling?”

“I understand…can’t have that…disgusting creatures ‘gift’ be used in any capacity, especially for them.”

This day is going very well in my favor. What Eddie doesn’t know is that just a little bit ago I found out Damien’s address. It is just a brief walk from the new job. He only even works at the old one because his family had a history there, and the new store popped up just a few years ago in comparison, while Damien’s store has been there since the 80’s. While Eddie picks up some things at the new office, I will take a peak on Damien.

After lunch, I slipped into my pink bikini for a short dip in the hot tub. It is a bit chilly out, even for Florida, so the hot tub will be nice. Eddie got into some swim trunks too, keeping a dark grey t-shirt on. Trager spied on me from inside the house. I peak over my shoulder as I stand in front of the hot tub, watching him watch me. Eddie comes over after putting the towels down on the outdoor table and notices Trager. He shoos him away with both hands. Trager laughs and scurries away to somewhere else in the mansion. Eddie puts his attention back on me.

“Darling.” He said, pulling on the collar of his t-shirt. “You look…absolutely…stunning.”

“You like?” I twirl around in a circle for him.

“Very.” He comes against me, pressing his abdomen into mine. “You are a sight for sore eyes, darling.”

I look into his blue eyes, and kiss him again. I grab his hand and lead both of us to the edge of the hot tub. He gets in first, cautiously bringing me into the water after him.

“Wow. So hot. I missed this.” I said, the steamy water rising higher up my body as I got in.

“You are clearly hotter. Come here, darling.” He pulls me onto his lap, sitting down in the stone seat underwater.

The sound of cicadas are the only thing besides the bubbly water that enter our ears as we relax together. My belly pokes out above the waterline.

“Oh dear.” I blush once I notice.

Eddie notices next.

His heart nearly skipped a beat. From either side, his hands massaged my swell, with possessiveness I could feel.

“You are growing so nicely…” He murmured. “Here, wait…”

He moved me effortlessly around to sit on him facing forward, the water making me light like a feather, even though in regular gravity I am still easily carried by him. My tummy sat flushed against his torso. He couldn’t decide what to look at, me or them.

“My beautiful, beautiful girls…” He said, one hand gripping my thigh tightly, the other grazing around on the bump. “My babies…nestled inside you, perfectly, like God intended.” The other hand left my thigh and joined in caressing my belly.

He kissed me, my cheek, my jawline, then continued to stare at my belly against his.

I sigh gently, “I could lay here with you forever.”

“Forever.” He repeated. “You are mine forever. And so are they…” He continued circling his fingers along my stomach. “They will always have me. I can’t believe it, they are truly mine…alive…inside you.”

His obsessive love and devotion fell over me like a blanket, which I welcome with open arms.

“Keep me safe.” I said, kissing his cheek. “Forever.”

“I’ll keep you safe until this planet turns to dust. I’ll keep my baby girls safe from everything sick and scary in this world…I must protect you for as long as I live and breathe.”

He pulls me harder against him, devotion you can feel in his touch, his firm and toned belly being pressed against by my squishy one.

He looked back up at me and said, “You and our babies will never be alone. They will never know fear, pain, or loneliness. They will always have us. No one will ever hurt my babies, you understand that, darling?”

My chest fills with a delicate and beautiful feeling, only one that can be achieved by being with him and our daughters. “I won’t let anyone or anything hurt them.” I looked down at them, rubbing them myself now, and he covered my hand with his. “All they will know is love. You are such a great dad already.”

“We will make the perfect life for our daughters. No one will take that away from me.”