Story Of My Life Part 3
"Katherine!" James's mother exclaimed as soon as she answered the video phone on her laptop. It was hard telling the older wolf was nearing her fifties because she constantly dyed the greys that had started to appear in her black fur several years ago, but if one looked closely enough, they could see the age-worn wrinkles that stood at the corners of her amber eyes.
"Hey, Linda," Kitty said, a smile stretching across her muzzle.
"So . . . show me your belly," his mother said, making Kitty giggle in delight. The feline turned to the side from her seat on James's lap to show her bulging stomach. The younger wolf was content to let the two females do the talking, not really being much of a conversationalist and gently started rubbing his pregnant mate's sides. Though she showed no since of reaction while she talked to his mother, James could hear the gentle rumbling of her purr through his paws.
The talk wore on for half an hour, first the older wolf was telling Kitty about morning sickness and what she did to help with it, then it was on to strange cravings and whether or not she was having any yet. It wasn't until he felt a nudging from his mate's elbow into his stomach and his name being said, that James realized that he must've dozed off.
"What was that you were saying?" James asked, shaking offthe haze of sleep that had started surrounding him.
"I asked you how work has been," his mother said.
"It's fine," James replied simply. "Nothing really new going on. They have me working on a program for . . . well, I can't tell you what it is for. National security reasons."
His mother nodded, having long ago that his job usually demanded his silence about the projects he worked on and the danger to him if told anyone. "Is there anything else you two want to talk about? Any questions about what's going to happen over the next six months."
James opened his mouth to say no, but Kitty was slightly faster than him with a very enthusiastic yes. With that his mother began recounting the tales of her pregnancy with James, sharing things that the younger wolf didn't want to hear. By the end of the conversation, his ears had long been laying back against his head, and he almost felt certain that they could see him blushing even through his dark fur.
"I think I'll let you two go, I got to tend to my garden today," James's mother said finally. After saying their goodbyes and making promises to call again before they came down to see them, she hung up. As soon as the video display went dark, James wrapped his paws around his mate's waist and nuzzled her neck. She purred deeply against him as his clawed fingers scratched at the skin under her fur. James found himself strangely content as he held Kitty this way, soaking in the warmth of her fur and running his paw over her belly with its new life growing inside her.
Together they both sat like that on the couch for what seemed like forever to them. Finally James felt he had to break their reverie as much as he despised to do it, he had get back to work on his code for his work. He kissed his kitten gently on her head before helping her off his lap before standing himself.
"Work calls, Kitten," he said with noticeable regret in his voice. He could hear his mate mew in distress, nearly causing his heart to break as he pulled her close. "Tonight, my dear, I promise. I will even cook you supper tonight."
Kitty stood up on the tip of her toes and kissed him on the lips. "Ok," she purred. "And no cursing at the computer, else I'll be forced to come in there and straighten you out." James could only laugh as he kissed his mate back.